A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - Всего страниц: 360 |
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... creation smíles ; At once the head , the heart , and tòngue of áll ; Crówn the great hymn : in swarming cīties vást , Assembled men , to the dèep organ join The long - resounding vòice , oft breaking clear , At sòlemn páuses , through ...
... creation smíles ; At once the head , the heart , and tòngue of áll ; Crówn the great hymn : in swarming cīties vást , Assembled men , to the dèep organ join The long - resounding vòice , oft breaking clear , At sòlemn páuses , through ...
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... creation . To this fair miser - this scentless flower , which shall blossom with- out esteem , and fail without regret , I offer no advice on the subject ; but to the generous , tender , and kind - hearted girl , whose wishes run beyond ...
... creation . To this fair miser - this scentless flower , which shall blossom with- out esteem , and fail without regret , I offer no advice on the subject ; but to the generous , tender , and kind - hearted girl , whose wishes run beyond ...
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... as splendour . The whole creation , as if raised from a tomb , is penetrated with life , and pulsates with joy . All these marvels preach to us the truth and certainty of the divine promises . They repeat MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 113.
... as splendour . The whole creation , as if raised from a tomb , is penetrated with life , and pulsates with joy . All these marvels preach to us the truth and certainty of the divine promises . They repeat MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 113.
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... creation of the universe ; and yet there may be no true appreciation of the character of God , no sense of his holiness , and none of that wisdom which cometh from above . " Where shall wisdom be found ? or where is the place of ...
... creation of the universe ; and yet there may be no true appreciation of the character of God , no sense of his holiness , and none of that wisdom which cometh from above . " Where shall wisdom be found ? or where is the place of ...
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... revelation , Written all over this great world of ours , Making evident our own creation , In these stars of earth , -these golden flowers . And the poet , faithful and far - seeing , MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 115 Balfour.
... revelation , Written all over this great world of ours , Making evident our own creation , In these stars of earth , -these golden flowers . And the poet , faithful and far - seeing , MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 115 Balfour.
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Стр. 45 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Стр. 283 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Стр. 330 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Стр. 114 - The depth saith, It is not in me; and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Стр. 265 - Is it far away in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Стр. 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Стр. 275 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Стр. 94 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Стр. 208 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Стр. 299 - 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.