The Ackworth reading book, being selections from the best English authors in prose and poetry, for the use of Ackworth school, by W. Pollard1865 |
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Pagina 18
... hope of peace , he would be more erect and vigorous , and exceedingly solicitous to press any thing which he thought might promote it ; and , sitting among his friends , often - after a deep silence and frequent sighs - would , with a ...
... hope of peace , he would be more erect and vigorous , and exceedingly solicitous to press any thing which he thought might promote it ; and , sitting among his friends , often - after a deep silence and frequent sighs - would , with a ...
Pagina 21
... hope of all thy servants . When thou hast settled peace in the church , and righteous judgment in the king- dom , then shall all thy saints address their voices of joy and triumph to thee , standing on the shore of that Red Sea into ...
... hope of all thy servants . When thou hast settled peace in the church , and righteous judgment in the king- dom , then shall all thy saints address their voices of joy and triumph to thee , standing on the shore of that Red Sea into ...
Pagina 24
... hope ; and welcome love , and joy , and praise . I shall now have my harvest without ploughing or sowing ; my joy without a preacher or a promise : even all from the face of God Himself . Whatever mixture is in the streams , there is ...
... hope ; and welcome love , and joy , and praise . I shall now have my harvest without ploughing or sowing ; my joy without a preacher or a promise : even all from the face of God Himself . Whatever mixture is in the streams , there is ...
Pagina 39
... hope ; all that former confidence in God , which was founded upon such wonderful expe- rience as I had had of his goodness , now vanished : as if he that had fed me by miracle hitherto , could not preserve by his power the provision he ...
... hope ; all that former confidence in God , which was founded upon such wonderful expe- rience as I had had of his goodness , now vanished : as if he that had fed me by miracle hitherto , could not preserve by his power the provision he ...
Pagina 41
... hope in him , pray to him , and quietly to attend the dictates and direc- tions of his daily providence . These thoughts took me up many hours , days - nay , I may say , weeks and months ; and one particular effect of my cogitations on ...
... hope in him , pray to him , and quietly to attend the dictates and direc- tions of his daily providence . These thoughts took me up many hours , days - nay , I may say , weeks and months ; and one particular effect of my cogitations on ...
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Pagina 370 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Pagina 388 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pagina 62 - And he gave it for his opinion, " that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground, where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than, the whole race of politicians put together.
Pagina 392 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Pagina 367 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Pagina 421 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Pagina 369 - So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Pagina 386 - Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Pagina 393 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
Pagina 421 - 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, Was not spoken of the soul.