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Pagina 14
... morning , noon , and evening shadow , with a hundred things ; and the longer we walk together , the better we get acquainted . At present I can forego many things which I formerly considered indispensable necessaries . 12. " The shadow ...
... morning , noon , and evening shadow , with a hundred things ; and the longer we walk together , the better we get acquainted . At present I can forego many things which I formerly considered indispensable necessaries . 12. " The shadow ...
Pagina 16
... morning , therefore , before she took her flight to seek something to feed them with , " my dear little creatures , " said she , " be sure that in my absence you take the strictest notice of every word you hear , and do not fail to tell ...
... morning , therefore , before she took her flight to seek something to feed them with , " my dear little creatures , " said she , " be sure that in my absence you take the strictest notice of every word you hear , and do not fail to tell ...
Pagina 17
... morning , therefore , she went out again , and left the same orders as before . 5. The owner of the field came soon after to wait for those to whom he had sent ; but the sun grew hot , and none of them came to help him . " Why then ...
... morning , therefore , she went out again , and left the same orders as before . 5. The owner of the field came soon after to wait for those to whom he had sent ; but the sun grew hot , and none of them came to help him . " Why then ...
Pagina 21
... morning , and go on thy way . " 2. And the man said , " Nay , for I will abide under this tree . ” But Aram pressed him greatly ; so he turned , and they went into the tent . And Aram baked unleavened bread , and they did eat . And when ...
... morning , and go on thy way . " 2. And the man said , " Nay , for I will abide under this tree . ” But Aram pressed him greatly ; so he turned , and they went into the tent . And Aram baked unleavened bread , and they did eat . And when ...
Pagina 24
... morning , and every day ; and once each day he was admitted . He licked the hand of his friend , looked at him , licked his hand again , and went away of himself . When the day of sentence arrived , notwithstanding the crowd , and the ...
... morning , and every day ; and once each day he was admitted . He licked the hand of his friend , looked at him , licked his hand again , and went away of himself . When the day of sentence arrived , notwithstanding the crowd , and the ...
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The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry J. (Jesse) 1798-1872 Olney Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 331 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Pagina 159 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Pagina 281 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
Pagina 300 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Pagina 285 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Pagina 253 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Pagina 159 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pagina 298 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
Pagina 281 - Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? 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?
Pagina 187 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.