The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Treatise on Elocution, Exercises in Reading and Declamation, with Biographical Sketches, and Copious Notes : Adapted to the Use of Students in English and American LiteratureA.S. Barnes & Burr, 1863 - 600 Seiten |
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... Heaven , that all The sentence , from thy head removed , may light On me , sole cause to thee of all this woe ; Me , me only , just object of his ire ! RATE . RATE refers to movement , and is QUICK , MODERATE , or SLOW . 1. QUICK RATE ...
... Heaven , that all The sentence , from thy head removed , may light On me , sole cause to thee of all this woe ; Me , me only , just object of his ire ! RATE . RATE refers to movement , and is QUICK , MODERATE , or SLOW . 1. QUICK RATE ...
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... heaven ! Speak to God , now , and say , " O Father , where art thou ? " And out of every flower , and tree , and silver pool , and twined thicket , a voice will come , " God is in me . " The earth cries to the heavens , " God is here ...
... heaven ! Speak to God , now , and say , " O Father , where art thou ? " And out of every flower , and tree , and silver pool , and twined thicket , a voice will come , " God is in me . " The earth cries to the heavens , " God is here ...
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... heaven The impetuous song , and say from whom you rage . 5. His praise , ye brooks , attune , ye trembling rills ; And let me cătch it as I muse along . Ye headlong torrents , rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods , that lead the humid ...
... heaven The impetuous song , and say from whom you rage . 5. His praise , ye brooks , attune , ye trembling rills ; And let me cătch it as I muse along . Ye headlong torrents , rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods , that lead the humid ...
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... heaven . Or , if you rather choose the rural shade , And find a fane in every sacred grove , There let the shepherd's flute , the virgin's lay , The prompting seraph ' , and the poet's lyre , Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll ...
... heaven . Or , if you rather choose the rural shade , And find a fane in every sacred grove , There let the shepherd's flute , the virgin's lay , The prompting seraph ' , and the poet's lyre , Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll ...
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... heaven I am above them . It is true , my wealth is of my own acquisition . I have not an es- tate like Sir Thomas Booby , that hath descended in my family through many generations ; but I know heirs of such estates , who are forced to ...
... heaven I am above them . It is true , my wealth is of my own acquisition . I have not an es- tate like Sir Thomas Booby , that hath descended in my family through many generations ; but I know heirs of such estates , who are forced to ...
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Seite 295 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Seite 38 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread fathomless alone.
Seite 561 - 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 189 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school : A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew ; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Seite 514 - For I am the least of the apostles, that am not meet to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. But by the grace of God I am what I am...
Seite 190 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail ; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Seite 566 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping; and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you.
Seite 466 - Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain— Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! 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...
Seite 515 - Thou fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened except it die : And that which thou sowest thou sowest not that body that shall be, but bare grain, it may chance of wheat, or of some other grain : But God giveth it a body as it hath pleased Him and to every seed his own body.
Seite 561 - 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' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.