The School board readers. Standard i(iii-vi), ed. by a former H.M. inspector of schools, Том 6 |
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... honour , and pleasant journeys , and brave entertainment , and without cost of money ; and at last live to see the business ended with great content on all sides . Thus we end this month , as I said , after the greatest glut of content ...
... honour , and pleasant journeys , and brave entertainment , and without cost of money ; and at last live to see the business ended with great content on all sides . Thus we end this month , as I said , after the greatest glut of content ...
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... honours the British troops than I do ; I know their virtues and their valour ; I know they can achieve anything but impossibili- ties ; and I know that the conquest of British America is an im- possibility . You cannot , my lords , you ...
... honours the British troops than I do ; I know their virtues and their valour ; I know they can achieve anything but impossibili- ties ; and I know that the conquest of British America is an im- possibility . You cannot , my lords , you ...
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... honour . These abominable principles , and this more abominable avowal of them , demand the most deci- sive indignation . I call upon that right reverend and this most learned bench to vindicate the religion of their God , to support ...
... honour . These abominable principles , and this more abominable avowal of them , demand the most deci- sive indignation . I call upon that right reverend and this most learned bench to vindicate the religion of their God , to support ...
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... honour , for the honour of the nation , for the honour of human nature , now entrusted to your care - it is this duty that the Commons of England , speaking through us , claim at your hands . They exhort you to it by everything that ...
... honour , for the honour of the nation , for the honour of human nature , now entrusted to your care - it is this duty that the Commons of England , speaking through us , claim at your hands . They exhort you to it by everything that ...
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... honour on himself ; lustre upon letters ; renown upon parliament ; glory upon the country . Of all species of rhetoric , of every kind of eloquence that has been witnessed or recorded , either in ancient or modern times ; whatever the ...
... honour on himself ; lustre upon letters ; renown upon parliament ; glory upon the country . Of all species of rhetoric , of every kind of eloquence that has been witnessed or recorded , either in ancient or modern times ; whatever the ...
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Страница 163 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Страница 198 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Страница 195 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Страница 179 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Страница 177 - Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels, for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, , Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere,...
Страница 164 - 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...
Страница 195 - 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.
Страница 193 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...