The Child at Home, Or, The Principles of Filial Duty Familiarly Illustrated

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Crocker and Brewster, 1834 - Всего страниц: 155

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Стр. 95 - Behold, I stand at the door, and knock : if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and sup with him, and he with me.
Стр. 134 - It's no in books, it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest...
Стр. 91 - Attend then to the sentence of the Court. You have been arraigned and tried before this court, and convicted of one of the highest crimes in our criminal code.
Стр. 62 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead.
Стр. 63 - The boy ! — oh, where was he ? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments strewed the sea, — With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part ; But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young faithful heart ! THOMAS CAMPBELL.
Стр. 116 - Fair distant land ! — could mortal eyes But half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more ! 3 No cloud those blissful regions know — Realms ever bright and fair ! For sin, the source of mortal wo, Can never enter there.
Стр. 63 - There came a burst of thunder sound— The boy — oh ! where was he? -Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea ! With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young faithful heart.
Стр. 63 - He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. " Speak, father !" once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone ! And" — but the booming shots replied — And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, " My father ! must I stay ?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way.
Стр. 136 - You go to school on a cold winter morning. A bright fire is blazing upon the hearth, surrounded with boys struggling to get near it to warm themselves. After you get slightly warmed, another schoolmate comes in, suffering with the cold. . , " Here, James," you pleasantly call out to him, " I am almost warm ; you may have my place.
Стр. 64 - The flames rolled on — he would not go Without his father's word ; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard. He called aloud: " Say, father, say If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son.

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