The American First Class Book: Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation : Selected Principally from Modern Authors of Great Britain and America, and Designed for the Use of the Highest Class, in Public and Private SchoolsCarter, Hendee & Company, 1835 - 480 страници |
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... called the attention of teachers , once or twice , to any particular word . When the pro- n'inciation of an English word is given , it is that of Walker . In orthography , the same standard has been followed , with perhaps one or two ...
... called the attention of teachers , once or twice , to any particular word . When the pro- n'inciation of an English word is given , it is that of Walker . In orthography , the same standard has been followed , with perhaps one or two ...
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... called into existence , 135. Old Mortality , 136. The same concluded , 153. Burial places near Constantinople , 156. Destruction of Goldau , and other villages , Irwin . 58 Belzoni . 100 Scrap Book . 141 Buffon . 150 Tales of My ...
... called into existence , 135. Old Mortality , 136. The same concluded , 153. Burial places near Constantinople , 156. Destruction of Goldau , and other villages , Irwin . 58 Belzoni . 100 Scrap Book . 141 Buffon . 150 Tales of My ...
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... called , ) to lay them open unto all the blessed influ- ences of the discoveries he has made of himself and of his will , in his works , or in his ways , or in his word . Implore him to give you and preserve to you , the liveliest ...
... called , ) to lay them open unto all the blessed influ- ences of the discoveries he has made of himself and of his will , in his works , or in his ways , or in his word . Implore him to give you and preserve to you , the liveliest ...
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... called it ours in our turn , though it stands , and drops its masters , as it drops its leaves . You see , my son , this wide and large firmament over our heads , where the sun and moon , and all the stars appear in their turns . If you ...
... called it ours in our turn , though it stands , and drops its masters , as it drops its leaves . You see , my son , this wide and large firmament over our heads , where the sun and moon , and all the stars appear in their turns . If you ...
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... called upon him , he poured out what the present moment happened to supply , and , when once it had passed the press , ejected it from his mind ; for , when he had no pe- cuniary interest he had no further solicitude . Pope was not ...
... called upon him , he poured out what the present moment happened to supply , and , when once it had passed the press , ejected it from his mind ; for , when he had no pe- cuniary interest he had no further solicitude . Pope was not ...
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Страница 455 - 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.
Страница 356 - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, 150 To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise, Ay me...
Страница 453 - Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all freemen?
Страница 469 - It must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful, thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes...
Страница 286 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, — The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake. They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Страница 202 - But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all ; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many.
Страница 376 - And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father...
Страница 355 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Страница 257 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep: the dead reign there alone.
Страница 474 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...