The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 pagina's |
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... sight withheld , - Like a ripe apple falling down , Unshaken , ' mid the orchard brown , - When all the friends that blessed his prime Were vanished like a morning dream , Plucked one by one by spareless Time , And scattered in ...
... sight withheld , - Like a ripe apple falling down , Unshaken , ' mid the orchard brown , - When all the friends that blessed his prime Were vanished like a morning dream , Plucked one by one by spareless Time , And scattered in ...
Pagina 59
... sight of the land you have left , all is vacancy , until you step on the opposite shore , and are launched at once into the bustle and novelties of another world . In travelling by land , there is a continuity of scene , and a connected ...
... sight of the land you have left , all is vacancy , until you step on the opposite shore , and are launched at once into the bustle and novelties of another world . In travelling by land , there is a continuity of scene , and a connected ...
Pagina 61
... sight of this wreck , as usual , gave rise to many dis- mal anecdotes . This was particularly the case in the even- ing , when the weather , which had hitherto been fair , began to look wild and threatening , and gave indications of one ...
... sight of this wreck , as usual , gave rise to many dis- mal anecdotes . This was particularly the case in the even- ing , when the weather , which had hitherto been fair , began to look wild and threatening , and gave indications of one ...
Pagina 64
... sight of Europe . There is a vol- ume of associations in the very name . It is the land of promise , teeming with every thing of which his childhood has heard , or on which his studious years have pondered . From that time , until the ...
... sight of Europe . There is a vol- ume of associations in the very name . It is the land of promise , teeming with every thing of which his childhood has heard , or on which his studious years have pondered . From that time , until the ...
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... sight , Gave his bold bosom to the fight ; To tiger rage his soul was driven ; nor sought nor given ; Mercy was not - The pale man from his lands must fly ; He would be free , or he would die . And was this savage ? Say , Ye ancient few ...
... sight , Gave his bold bosom to the fight ; To tiger rage his soul was driven ; nor sought nor given ; Mercy was not - The pale man from his lands must fly ; He would be free , or he would die . And was this savage ? Say , Ye ancient few ...
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The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ... William Draper Swan Volledige weergave - 1848 |
The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ... William Draper Swan Volledige weergave - 1845 |
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Pagina 330 - And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Pagina 331 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Pagina 120 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Pagina 158 - 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!
Pagina 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,
Pagina 396 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Pagina 156 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in...
Pagina 331 - 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.
Pagina 121 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Pagina 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?