The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Volum 1Robert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 |
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Pàgina xxxv
Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. ********************** ** ******* PART I. ON READING , SPEAKING , and WRITING LETTERS . ******* VOL . I. B PART I. INTRODUCTION . * E LOCUTION is a Branch.
Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. ********************** ** ******* PART I. ON READING , SPEAKING , and WRITING LETTERS . ******* VOL . I. B PART I. INTRODUCTION . * E LOCUTION is a Branch.
Pàgina xliv
... Letter of the preceding Line ; and denotes the Pause of two double Periods . 4. A double Paragraph , that is , when the next Line not only begins fhorter than the preceding , but leaves the Space of a whole Line vacant between them ...
... Letter of the preceding Line ; and denotes the Pause of two double Periods . 4. A double Paragraph , that is , when the next Line not only begins fhorter than the preceding , but leaves the Space of a whole Line vacant between them ...
Pàgina 47
... Letter T at the Bottom of the Decree . They had it in their Power to prevent the Execu tion of any Decree , without giving any Reafon for it , and merely by fubfcribing VETO . They fometimes called before the People even the Confuls and ...
... Letter T at the Bottom of the Decree . They had it in their Power to prevent the Execu tion of any Decree , without giving any Reafon for it , and merely by fubfcribing VETO . They fometimes called before the People even the Confuls and ...
Pàgina 73
... Letter ( writ on his behalf , Because I knew the Man ) was difregarded . Brutus . You wrong'd yourself to write in fuch a Cause . Caf . In fuch a Time as this , it is not meet That every nice Offence fhould bear its Comment . Brut . Nay ...
... Letter ( writ on his behalf , Because I knew the Man ) was difregarded . Brutus . You wrong'd yourself to write in fuch a Cause . Caf . In fuch a Time as this , it is not meet That every nice Offence fhould bear its Comment . Brut . Nay ...
Pàgina 83
... LETTERS . FTER Reading and Speaking with Grace and Pro- priety , the next thing to be confidered , is the Art of Writing Letters ; as a great Part of the Commerce of human Life is carry'd on by ... LETTERS . man can On Writing LETTERS . 83.
... LETTERS . FTER Reading and Speaking with Grace and Pro- priety , the next thing to be confidered , is the Art of Writing Letters ; as a great Part of the Commerce of human Life is carry'd on by ... LETTERS . man can On Writing LETTERS . 83.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 61 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Pàgina 58 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pàgina 26 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Pàgina 26 - 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.
Pàgina 56 - They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pàgina 65 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 26 - 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.
Pàgina 419 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Pàgina 65 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pàgina 67 - 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.