The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking, Designed to Fill the Same Place in the Schools of the United States, that is Held in Those of Great Britain by the Compilations of Murray, Scott, Enfield, Mylius, Thompson, Ewing, and OthersRichardson, Lord, and Holbrook, and Hilliard, Gray, LIttle, and Wilkins, 1832 - 276 páginas |
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... rising sun , the manifestation of divine goodness , and pursues the chase with a fearless and unshaken confidence in the protection of that great and good Spirit , whose watch- ful care is over all his works . Let us not , then ...
... rising sun , the manifestation of divine goodness , and pursues the chase with a fearless and unshaken confidence in the protection of that great and good Spirit , whose watch- ful care is over all his works . Let us not , then ...
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... rise The mighty columns with which earth props There is a tale about these gray old rocks , A sad tradition of unhappy love heaven And sorrows borne and ended , long ago , When , over these fair vales , the savage sought IIis game in ...
... rise The mighty columns with which earth props There is a tale about these gray old rocks , A sad tradition of unhappy love heaven And sorrows borne and ended , long ago , When , over these fair vales , the savage sought IIis game in ...
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... rising over a bound- less plain , where the blue of the heavens , in all directions , touches and mingles with the ... rise above the plain . At first the eye mistakes them for hills ; but , when it catches the regularity of their ...
... rising over a bound- less plain , where the blue of the heavens , in all directions , touches and mingles with the ... rise above the plain . At first the eye mistakes them for hills ; but , when it catches the regularity of their ...
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... rise from these boundless and unpeopled plains . My imagination and my heart have been full of the past . The nothingness of the brief dream of human life has forced itself upon my mind . The unknown race , to which these bones belonged ...
... rise from these boundless and unpeopled plains . My imagination and my heart have been full of the past . The nothingness of the brief dream of human life has forced itself upon my mind . The unknown race , to which these bones belonged ...
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... rise , a woodbine , o'er my urn , With verdant tendrils round it twined . How would the gentle bosom beat , That sighs at death's resistless power , A faithful friend again to meet Fresh blooming in a fragrant flower ! The love , that ...
... rise , a woodbine , o'er my urn , With verdant tendrils round it twined . How would the gentle bosom beat , That sighs at death's resistless power , A faithful friend again to meet Fresh blooming in a fragrant flower ! The love , that ...
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Página 211 - Written, 1825. The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast; And the woods, against a stormy sky, Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as
Página 144 - and said, My father, if the prophet had bid thee do some great thing, wouldest thou not have done it ? how much rather, then, when he saith to thee, Wash, and be clean ? Then went he down, and dipped himself seven times in Jordan, according to the saying of the
Página 36 - fully glutted my vengeance. For my country, I rejoice at the beams of peace : but do not harbour a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan ?—Not one." LESSON XVII. ' Geehale—An Indian Lament.—Statesman,
Página 85 - cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells fiom the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns
Página 233 - dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate, Haply, some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him, at the peep of dawi Brushing, with hasty steps, the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 144 - But Naaman was wroth, and went away, and said, Behold, I thought, He will surely come out to me, and stand, and call on the name of the Lord his God, and strike his hand over the place, and recover the leper. Are not Ab'ana and Pharpar, rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel ? may I not wash in them,
Página 85 - Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul; Comfort came down, the trembling wretch to raise, And his last, faltering accents whispered praise.
Página 69 - not these, O Mirza, habitations worth contending for ? Does life appear miserable, that gives thee opportunities of earning such a reward ? Is death to be feared, that will convey thee to so happy an existence ? Think not man was made in vain, who has such an eternity reserved for him." I gazed with inexpressible pleasure on those
Página 85 - the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul; Comfort came down, the trembling wretch to raise, And his last, faltering accents whispered praise.
Página 260 - it; they cannot reach it. It comes, if it come at all, like the outbreaking of a fountain from the earth, or the bursting forth of volcanic fires, with spontaneous, original, native force. The graces taught in the schools, the costly ornaments and studied contrivances of speech, shock and