The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry; Consisting of Narrative, Descriptive, Argumentative, Didactic, Pathetic, and Humorous Pieces ...Goodwin and Robinson & Pratt, 1838 - 336 страница |
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... hand , and conducted him to his house . LESSON II . The Honest Moravian . - THOMPSON'S COLLECTION . 1. DURING the last war in Germany , a captain of cavalry was out on a foraging * party . On perceiving a cottage in the midst of a ...
... hand , and conducted him to his house . LESSON II . The Honest Moravian . - THOMPSON'S COLLECTION . 1. DURING the last war in Germany , a captain of cavalry was out on a foraging * party . On perceiving a cottage in the midst of a ...
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... hand into his pocket , and felt with astonishment the roll . He drew it out , turned pale , and , looking at the king , burst into tears , without being able to speak a word . 5. " What is the matter ? " said the king ; " what ails you ...
... hand into his pocket , and felt with astonishment the roll . He drew it out , turned pale , and , looking at the king , burst into tears , without being able to speak a word . 5. " What is the matter ? " said the king ; " what ails you ...
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... hand he held the sheaves of plenty , and in the other the sabret of destruction . 3. The shepherds stood trembling , and would have retired before him but he called to them with a voice gentle as the breeze that plays in the evening ...
... hand he held the sheaves of plenty , and in the other the sabret of destruction . 3. The shepherds stood trembling , and would have retired before him but he called to them with a voice gentle as the breeze that plays in the evening ...
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... hand . Alas ! that hand will never be spread upon thy caressing head ! he fol- lows him ; -the axe falls ; -the master dies ; -but the tender- ness of the dog cannot cease . 6. The body is carried away , he walks by its side ; -the ...
... hand . Alas ! that hand will never be spread upon thy caressing head ! he fol- lows him ; -the axe falls ; -the master dies ; -but the tender- ness of the dog cannot cease . 6. The body is carried away , he walks by its side ; -the ...
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... hand , laid it down by his side under a hedge , and , on remounting , forgot it . The dog perceived his lapse of recollec- tion , and , wishing to rectify it , ran to fetch the bag ; but it was too heavy for him to drag along . 3. He ...
... hand , laid it down by his side under a hedge , and , on remounting , forgot it . The dog perceived his lapse of recollec- tion , and , wishing to rectify it , ran to fetch the bag ; but it was too heavy for him to drag along . 3. He ...
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Страница 154 - The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Страница 295 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Страница 278 - Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Страница 156 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 326 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Страница 326 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Страница 299 - 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.
Страница 292 - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Страница 301 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Страница 256 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends , — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.