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 Seiten |
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... youth . If you wish then to reach that better world , where devotion , pure and ardent , is one of the most striking characters of its inhabi- tants , and , at the same time , one of the most essential in- gredients in the happiness ...
... youth . If you wish then to reach that better world , where devotion , pure and ardent , is one of the most striking characters of its inhabi- tants , and , at the same time , one of the most essential in- gredients in the happiness ...
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... youth is past , and the spirit of devotion not attained ; whose manhood is arriv- ed , and that temper not yet formed ; whose old age is come , and their hearts still sensual , frivolous and vain ; I have no comfort to administer , for ...
... youth is past , and the spirit of devotion not attained ; whose manhood is arriv- ed , and that temper not yet formed ; whose old age is come , and their hearts still sensual , frivolous and vain ; I have no comfort to administer , for ...
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... Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor : Part with it as with money , sparing ; pay No moment but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ? -ask death - beds , they can tell . Contentment . While through this fleeting life's ...
... Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor : Part with it as with money , sparing ; pay No moment but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ? -ask death - beds , they can tell . Contentment . While through this fleeting life's ...
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... youth : Thus let me kneel , till this dull form decay , And life's last shade be brightened by thy ray : Then shall my soul , now lost in clouds below , Soar without bound , without consuming glow . The succession of human beings . Like ...
... youth : Thus let me kneel , till this dull form decay , And life's last shade be brightened by thy ray : Then shall my soul , now lost in clouds below , Soar without bound , without consuming glow . The succession of human beings . Like ...
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... youth , the first - born of her strength ; yesterday he bounded as the roe - buck ; was glowing as the summer - fruits ; active in sports , strong to labor ; he has passed in one moment from youth to age ; his comeliness is departed ...
... youth , the first - born of her strength ; yesterday he bounded as the roe - buck ; was glowing as the summer - fruits ; active in sports , strong to labor ; he has passed in one moment from youth to age ; his comeliness is departed ...
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animals arms baneful band beauty beneath bless bosom breath bright Cadmus choly clouds cold dark dead death deep delight dread Dryden Duellist earth eternity Eurystheus faith fall father fear feel friends gaze George Somers glory grave hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills honor hope hour human Indians irreligion labors LESSON light live look Lycidas melan mind moon morning mortal mother mountain Mozambic Mozart mummies nature never night o'er objects Old Mortality passed peace pleasure Pompey's Pillar poor Pron Pythias racter religion Rigi rocks round scene seemed Shakspeare silent sleep smile sorrow soul sound spect spirit stood stream sublime sweet tears tender thee thing thou thought tion tomb trees truth virtue voice Wallace's Cave wandering waves wild William Penn winds youth Zoönomia
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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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?
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...