The advanced prose and poetical reader, by A.W. BuchanAlexander Winton Buchan 1854 |
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Pàgina ix
... beautiful statue of a dead child , A parental ode to my child , The May Queen ( in three parts ) , Part 1st , May - day , Part 2nd , New - Year's Eve , Part 3rd , Conclusion , Coeur de Lion at the bier of his father , The death of Murat ...
... beautiful statue of a dead child , A parental ode to my child , The May Queen ( in three parts ) , Part 1st , May - day , Part 2nd , New - Year's Eve , Part 3rd , Conclusion , Coeur de Lion at the bier of his father , The death of Murat ...
Pàgina 32
... beautiful , certainly besides this , I have a decided taste in all kinds of fancy ornaments . And then , my dancing and waltzing , in which our master himself owned that he could take me no farther ; -just the figure for it certainly ...
... beautiful , certainly besides this , I have a decided taste in all kinds of fancy ornaments . And then , my dancing and waltzing , in which our master himself owned that he could take me no farther ; -just the figure for it certainly ...
Pàgina 43
... beautiful ! The sun shone upon the Flax , and the summer rain descend- ed on it ; and this was good for the plant , even as it is for a little child to be bathed in pure water and then to receive its fond mother's kiss . The babe looks ...
... beautiful ! The sun shone upon the Flax , and the summer rain descend- ed on it ; and this was good for the plant , even as it is for a little child to be bathed in pure water and then to receive its fond mother's kiss . The babe looks ...
Pàgina 45
... beautiful tales and poetry were written upon the paper ; and some of it came into the hands of a worthy pastor - that was a peculiar happiness ; for many people listened to the words he had noted down , and they were so wise and so good ...
... beautiful tales and poetry were written upon the paper ; and some of it came into the hands of a worthy pastor - that was a peculiar happiness ; for many people listened to the words he had noted down , and they were so wise and so good ...
Pàgina 54
... beautiful apostrophe to Bunyan . O thou , whom borne on fancy's eager wing Back to the season of life's happy spring , I pleased remember , and while memory yet Holds fast her office here , can ne'er forget ; Ingenious Dreamer ! in ...
... beautiful apostrophe to Bunyan . O thou , whom borne on fancy's eager wing Back to the season of life's happy spring , I pleased remember , and while memory yet Holds fast her office here , can ne'er forget ; Ingenious Dreamer ! in ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 171 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
Pàgina 206 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Pàgina 207 - There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Pàgina 241 - Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the Vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink : Companion of the morning-star at dawn, Thyself Earth's rosy star, and of the dawn Co-herald : wake, O wake, and utter praise ! Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in Earth ? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light ? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams...
Pàgina 91 - Or those eighteen, upon whom the tower in Siloam fell, and slew them, think ye that they were sinners above all men that dwelt in Jerusalem? I tell you, Nay : but, except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish.
Pàgina 249 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Pàgina 275 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Pàgina 252 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Pàgina 170 - Consider the lilies of the field; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Pàgina 254 - 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...