The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, Selected from the Best Writers: Designed to Assist Young Persons to Read with Propriety and Effect; to Improve Their Language and Sentiments ... with a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good ReadingJ.R. Shute & Company, 1826 - 286 страници |
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... pow'r Of wint'ry blast ; the loftiest tow'r Comes heaviest to the ground . The bolts that spare the mountain's side , His cloud - capt eminence divide , And spread the ruin round . Moderate views and aims recommended . With passions ...
... pow'r Of wint'ry blast ; the loftiest tow'r Comes heaviest to the ground . The bolts that spare the mountain's side , His cloud - capt eminence divide , And spread the ruin round . Moderate views and aims recommended . With passions ...
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... , You would abhor to do me wrong , As much as I to speil your song ; For ' twas the self - same Pow'r divine , 1Taught you to sing , and me to sidine ; That you with music , I with light , Might 208 Part 2 . The English Reader .
... , You would abhor to do me wrong , As much as I to speil your song ; For ' twas the self - same Pow'r divine , 1Taught you to sing , and me to sidine ; That you with music , I with light , Might 208 Part 2 . The English Reader .
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... pow'r . 11 Know , when he bade the deep appear , ' Thus far , ' th ' Almighty said , Thus far , no farther , rage ; and here ' Let thy proud waves be stay'd . ' ” 12 I heard ; and lo ! at once controll'd , The waves , in wild retreat ...
... pow'r . 11 Know , when he bade the deep appear , ' Thus far , ' th ' Almighty said , Thus far , no farther , rage ; and here ' Let thy proud waves be stay'd . ' ” 12 I heard ; and lo ! at once controll'd , The waves , in wild retreat ...
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... pow'r ? Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life , can love be bought with gold ? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No - all that's worth a wish -- a thought , Fair virtue gives unbrib'd , unbought . Cease then on trash thy hopes ...
... pow'r ? Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life , can love be bought with gold ? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No - all that's worth a wish -- a thought , Fair virtue gives unbrib'd , unbought . Cease then on trash thy hopes ...
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... 4 lecture , silent , but of sov'reign pow'r ; To vice , confusion : and to virtue , peace . Whatever farce the boastful hero plays , Virtue alone has majesty in death ; And greater still T2 Chap . 3 . Didactic Pieces .
... 4 lecture , silent , but of sov'reign pow'r ; To vice , confusion : and to virtue , peace . Whatever farce the boastful hero plays , Virtue alone has majesty in death ; And greater still T2 Chap . 3 . Didactic Pieces .
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Almighty band Antiparos appear attention balance of happiness beauty behold BLAIR blessing Caius Verres character comfort dark death distress divine dread earth emphasis enjoyments envy eternity ev'ry evil fall father feel folly fortune gentle give Greek language ground happiness Hazael heart heaven Heraclitus honour hope human imitative powers inflection innocence Jugurtha kind king labours live look Lord lord Guilford Dudley mankind Micipsa midst mind misery mount Etna nature ness never Numidia o'er observe Ortogrul ourselves pain passions pause peace perfection persons phatical pleasing pleasure possession pow'r praise present pride prince proper Pythias racter reading reason religion render rest rich rise scene SECTION sense sentence sentiments shade shining Sicily smiles sorrow soul sound spirit suffer temper tempest tences thee things thou thought tion tones vice virtue voice wisdom wise words youth
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Страница 213 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Страница 227 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Страница 247 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Страница 268 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Страница 266 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Страница 202 - The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Страница 252 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Страница 246 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 224 - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Страница 275 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...