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 pàgines |
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Pàgina 15
... fear to admit the sentiments , and to cultivate the spirit of devotion ; there is nothing tedious , dull , or irksome in it . It is pleasant even as pleasure's self . Though I am about to adopt the language of a poet , it is not the ...
... fear to admit the sentiments , and to cultivate the spirit of devotion ; there is nothing tedious , dull , or irksome in it . It is pleasant even as pleasure's self . Though I am about to adopt the language of a poet , it is not the ...
Pàgina 16
... fear , and worship , and love God . Your eyes indeed cannot yet see him , but all things which you see , are so many marks of his power , and presence , he is nearer to you , than any thing which you can see . and Take him for your Lord ...
... fear , and worship , and love God . Your eyes indeed cannot yet see him , but all things which you see , are so many marks of his power , and presence , he is nearer to you , than any thing which you can see . and Take him for your Lord ...
Pàgina 17
... fear , and to abstain from every thing which is not according to his will . Next to this , love all mankind with such tenderness and af- fection , as you love yourself . Think how God loves all man- kind how merciful he is to them , how ...
... fear , and to abstain from every thing which is not according to his will . Next to this , love all mankind with such tenderness and af- fection , as you love yourself . Think how God loves all man- kind how merciful he is to them , how ...
Pàgina 35
... fear of death ? Comest thou to seek it like a desperado , a madman ? Pyth . I come to suffer it , though I have not deserved it ; I cannot find it in my heart to let my friend die in my stead . Diony . Thou lovest him better than ...
... fear of death ? Comest thou to seek it like a desperado , a madman ? Pyth . I come to suffer it , though I have not deserved it ; I cannot find it in my heart to let my friend die in my stead . Diony . Thou lovest him better than ...
Pàgina 37
... fear you , they detest you . Diony . Damon ! Pythias ! youchsafe to admit me be- tween you , to be the third friend of so perfect a society ; I give you your lives , and will load you with riches . Damon . We have no occasion for thy ...
... fear you , they detest you . Diony . Damon ! Pythias ! youchsafe to admit me be- tween you , to be the third friend of so perfect a society ; I give you your lives , and will load you with riches . Damon . We have no occasion for thy ...
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The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1836 |
The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1835 |
The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1839 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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?
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...