The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking, Designed to Fill the Same Place in the Schools of the United States, that is Held in Those of Great Britain by the Compilations of Murray, Scott, Enfield, Mylius, Thompson, Ewing, and OthersGeorge F. Cooledge, 1835 - 276 Seiten |
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... fields , well stored with wood , and watered with many rivulets , presented to them the aspect of a delightful country . The crew of the Pinta instantly began a hymn of thanksgiving to God , and were joined , by those of the other ships ...
... fields , well stored with wood , and watered with many rivulets , presented to them the aspect of a delightful country . The crew of the Pinta instantly began a hymn of thanksgiving to God , and were joined , by those of the other ships ...
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... field is here opened for the exercise of every pious emotion ! and how irresistibly do such contemplations as these awaken the sensibility of the soul ! Here is infinite power to impress you with awe ; here is infinite wisdom to fill ...
... field is here opened for the exercise of every pious emotion ! and how irresistibly do such contemplations as these awaken the sensibility of the soul ! Here is infinite power to impress you with awe ; here is infinite wisdom to fill ...
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... field of blood , The chief of the horsemen contended ; His rowels were bathed in the purple flood , That fast from his charger descended . That steed reeled , and fell , in the van of the fight , But the rider repressed not his daring ...
... field of blood , The chief of the horsemen contended ; His rowels were bathed in the purple flood , That fast from his charger descended . That steed reeled , and fell , in the van of the fight , But the rider repressed not his daring ...
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... fields swell upward to the hills ; beyond , Above the hills , in the blue distance , rise The mighty columns with which earth props There is a tale about these gray old rocks , A sad tradition of unhappy love heaven And sorrows borne ...
... fields swell upward to the hills ; beyond , Above the hills , in the blue distance , rise The mighty columns with which earth props There is a tale about these gray old rocks , A sad tradition of unhappy love heaven And sorrows borne ...
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... field Of all its foliage , all its green ; The winter's harbinger had stilled That soul of song which cheered the scene With visage pale , and tottering gait , As one who hears his parting knell , I saw a youth disconsolate : - : - He ...
... field Of all its foliage , all its green ; The winter's harbinger had stilled That soul of song which cheered the scene With visage pale , and tottering gait , As one who hears his parting knell , I saw a youth disconsolate : - : - He ...
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Seite 219 - Gentlemen may cry, peace, peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun ! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms ! Our brethren are already in the field ! Why stand we here idle ? What is it that gentlemen wish ? what would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery ? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take, but, as for me, give me liberty, or give...
Seite 142 - And the Syrians had gone out by companies, and had brought away captive out of the land of Israel a little maid ; and she waited on Naaman's wife.
Seite 230 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Seite 193 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
Seite 83 - Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done. Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Seite 66 - There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Seite 143 - And he returned to the man of God, he and all his company, and came, and stood before him: and he said, Behold, now I know that there is no God in all the earth, but in Israel: now therefore, I pray thee, take a blessing of thy servant.
Seite 217 - I ask gentlemen, Sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission ? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it ! Has Great Britain any enemy in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies?
Seite 138 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfumed with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew: Nor yet for the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save. But when shall Spring visit the mouldering urn? O, when shall it dawn on the night of the grave?
Seite 218 - No, Sir, she has none. They are meant for us : they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains, which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them ? Shall we try argument ? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years.