The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 sidor |
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... Side ... 81. Same Subject , concluded .. Wolfe . 221 HENRY WARE , JR . 223 .Beattie . 225 .... 82. Regard paid by the Orator and the Poet to the Perfec- tion of Man ... 83. Extract from Paradise and the Peri .. 84. To the Ursa Major ...
... Side ... 81. Same Subject , concluded .. Wolfe . 221 HENRY WARE , JR . 223 .Beattie . 225 .... 82. Regard paid by the Orator and the Poet to the Perfec- tion of Man ... 83. Extract from Paradise and the Peri .. 84. To the Ursa Major ...
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... side reminds us of the lapse of time and the flux of life . The day and night suc- ceed each other , the rotation of seasons diversifies the year , the sun rises , attains the meridian , declines , and sets ; and the moon every night ...
... side reminds us of the lapse of time and the flux of life . The day and night suc- ceed each other , the rotation of seasons diversifies the year , the sun rises , attains the meridian , declines , and sets ; and the moon every night ...
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... side in a summer evening when the rich moonlight is steeping in its silver beauty her dark hair and spiritual eyes ; but if I were about to select a companion to walk hand in hand with through this vale of tears , I think my choice ...
... side in a summer evening when the rich moonlight is steeping in its silver beauty her dark hair and spiritual eyes ; but if I were about to select a companion to walk hand in hand with through this vale of tears , I think my choice ...
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... side , By those who in their turn shall follow them . So live , that , when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To the pale realms of shade , where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death ...
... side , By those who in their turn shall follow them . So live , that , when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To the pale realms of shade , where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death ...
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... sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over ; they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest ; their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have ...
... sides . But where , thought I , is the crew ? Their struggle has long been over ; they have gone down amidst the roar of the tempest ; their bones lie whitening among the caverns of the deep . Silence , oblivion , like the waves , have ...
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The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ... William Draper Swan Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1848 |
The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ... William Draper Swan Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1845 |
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Sida 330 - And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Sida 331 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Sida 120 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Sida 158 - Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Sida 179 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Sida 396 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Sida 156 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in...
Sida 331 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Sida 121 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Sida 260 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?