The second Poetical reading book, compiled, with notes, by W. McLeodWalter McLeod 1850 |
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Pàgina 1
... Lord : At once th ' obedient earth and skies Rose at his sov'reign word . Dark was the deep , the waters lay Confused , and drown'd the land : He called the light , the new - born day Attends on his command . He bids the clouds ascend ...
... Lord : At once th ' obedient earth and skies Rose at his sov'reign word . Dark was the deep , the waters lay Confused , and drown'd the land : He called the light , the new - born day Attends on his command . He bids the clouds ascend ...
Pàgina 2
... bows down , To thank thee for the joys of youth , And errors all to own . For the Lord God had not caused it to rain upon the earth . " - Gen. ii . 5 . I know thou art the fountain - head Whence all 2 PART I. SECOND POETICAL READING BOOK .
... bows down , To thank thee for the joys of youth , And errors all to own . For the Lord God had not caused it to rain upon the earth . " - Gen. ii . 5 . I know thou art the fountain - head Whence all 2 PART I. SECOND POETICAL READING BOOK .
Pàgina 3
... Lord are in every place , beholding the evil and the good . " - Prov . xv . 3 . 3 " I will both lay me down in peace , and sleep ; for thou , Lord , only makest me dwell in safety . " - Ps . iv . 8 . 4 " Who died for us , that we should ...
... Lord are in every place , beholding the evil and the good . " - Prov . xv . 3 . 3 " I will both lay me down in peace , and sleep ; for thou , Lord , only makest me dwell in safety . " - Ps . iv . 8 . 4 " Who died for us , that we should ...
Pàgina 4
... Lord , but most of all For riches of thy grace . For peace of mind , and health of frame , And joys a mighty store , - Accept my thanks , and to thy name Be glory evermore ! Hogg . spero . · agon . spiro . · sépulcre . bendan . boda . a ...
... Lord , but most of all For riches of thy grace . For peace of mind , and health of frame , And joys a mighty store , - Accept my thanks , and to thy name Be glory evermore ! Hogg . spero . · agon . spiro . · sépulcre . bendan . boda . a ...
Pàgina 5
... Lord , Listen , listen to the cry Of our solemn litany ! Grant . " Jesus wept . " — John , xi . 35 . 2 " And when he was come near , he beheld the city , and wept over it . " Luke , xix . 41 . 3 " And as they did eat , he said , Verily ...
... Lord , Listen , listen to the cry Of our solemn litany ! Grant . " Jesus wept . " — John , xi . 35 . 2 " And when he was come near , he beheld the city , and wept over it . " Luke , xix . 41 . 3 " And as they did eat , he said , Verily ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 100 - 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.
Pàgina 24 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Pàgina 81 - tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Pàgina 67 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pàgina 118 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank, But friends and foes in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Pàgina 34 - WHEN the British warrior queen. Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods. Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief ; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
Pàgina 35 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pàgina 89 - God, and fill the hills with praise! Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Pàgina 68 - 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!
Pàgina 101 - 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...