The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 Seiten |
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... bright All space doth occupy , all motion guide ; Unchanged through time's all - devastating flight ; Thou only God ! There is no God beside ! Being above all beings ! Mighty one ! Whom none can comprehend and none explore ; Who fill'st ...
... bright All space doth occupy , all motion guide ; Unchanged through time's all - devastating flight ; Thou only God ! There is no God beside ! Being above all beings ! Mighty one ! Whom none can comprehend and none explore ; Who fill'st ...
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... bright army glitters in thy praise . A million torches , lighted by thy hand , Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power , accomplish thy command , All gay with life , all eloquent with bliss . What shall we call them ...
... bright army glitters in thy praise . A million torches , lighted by thy hand , Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power , accomplish thy command , All gay with life , all eloquent with bliss . What shall we call them ...
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... bright plenitude Filled me with an immortal soul , to spring O'er the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight beyond this little sphere , Even to its Source to thee its Author , there ...
... bright plenitude Filled me with an immortal soul , to spring O'er the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight beyond this little sphere , Even to its Source to thee its Author , there ...
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... bright and balmy regions of life . Below us flows the winding Charles , with its rippling current , like the stream of time hastening to the ocean of eternity . In the distance , the city — at once the object of our admiration and our ...
... bright and balmy regions of life . Below us flows the winding Charles , with its rippling current , like the stream of time hastening to the ocean of eternity . In the distance , the city — at once the object of our admiration and our ...
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... bright ; A hundred winter storms have lowered , With piercing floods , and hues of night , Since first this remnant of his race Did tenant his lone dwelling - place . Was he of high or low degree ? Did grandeur smile upon his lot ? Or ...
... bright ; A hundred winter storms have lowered , With piercing floods , and hues of night , Since first this remnant of his race Did tenant his lone dwelling - place . Was he of high or low degree ? Did grandeur smile upon his lot ? Or ...
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Arth Beadsman beauty blessed bosom breath bright burning cataracts charm clouds dark death deep delight earth eternal EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION fall father fear feel fire flowers friends glorious glory glow grave Greece green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human human voice INFLECTIONS JOSEPH STORY labor land land of Goshen LESSON light live Lochiel look mind misty range moral morning Moss-side mountain nature never night o'er ocean pass pause peace pleasure Pocahontas prayer rapture rise rock Rockall round Sabbath Samian wine scene seemed Sentiment ship shore sight silent sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stream sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought throne thundering bands tion tree turn valley voice wandering WASHINGTON IRVING waves wild wind words youth
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Seite 179 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Seite 78 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power. In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard ; Then wore his monarch's...
Seite 393 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing...
Seite 77 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Seite 260 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Seite 170 - 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 me death!
Seite 121 - T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae!
Seite 158 - Motionless torrents, silent cataracts, Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Seite 448 - What constitutes a state ? Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, Thick wall or moated gate ; Not cities proud, with spires and turrets crowned ; Not bays and broad-armed ports, Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred and spangled courts, Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No: MEN, high-minded MEN...
Seite 168 - Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation ? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth ; to know the worst, and to provide for it.