A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - Всего страниц: 360 |
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... Flowers Flowers · The Grecian Oracles Scripture and Geology The Intellectual Christian The Transitory Nature of Visible Things Nature's Consummation Sir Matthew Hale Rev. James Hamilton · • Page 78 89 Marsden 93 Shakspeare Dr Chalmers ...
... Flowers Flowers · The Grecian Oracles Scripture and Geology The Intellectual Christian The Transitory Nature of Visible Things Nature's Consummation Sir Matthew Hale Rev. James Hamilton · • Page 78 89 Marsden 93 Shakspeare Dr Chalmers ...
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... Flowers Flowers The Grecian Oracles Scripture and Geology The Intellectual Christian The Transitory Nature of Visible Things Nature's Consummation • · Sir Matthew Hale 78 89 Rev. James Hamilton • Marsden 93 Shakspeare Dr Chalmers 49 95 ...
... Flowers Flowers The Grecian Oracles Scripture and Geology The Intellectual Christian The Transitory Nature of Visible Things Nature's Consummation • · Sir Matthew Hale 78 89 Rev. James Hamilton • Marsden 93 Shakspeare Dr Chalmers 49 95 ...
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... flower , Glistering with déw ; frágrant the fèrtile éarth After sòft showers , and swéet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then sìlent night , With this her sòlemn bírd , and thís fair móon , And thése the gèms of heaven , her ...
... flower , Glistering with déw ; frágrant the fèrtile éarth After sòft showers , and swéet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then sìlent night , With this her sòlemn bírd , and thís fair móon , And thése the gèms of heaven , her ...
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... flowers , In mingled clouds to Hím , whose sùn exálts , Whose breath perfúmes you , and whose pencil paints . Ye forests , bènd : ye harvests , wàve to Him , Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart , As hòme he goes beneath the ...
... flowers , In mingled clouds to Hím , whose sùn exálts , Whose breath perfúmes you , and whose pencil paints . Ye forests , bènd : ye harvests , wàve to Him , Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart , As hòme he goes beneath the ...
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... flowers which only experience can supply , or labour attain , in either case ; but as it is certain that know- ledge and virtue may , and generally do , grow up together , so we may earnestly entreat the young to give to this subject ...
... flowers which only experience can supply , or labour attain , in either case ; but as it is certain that know- ledge and virtue may , and generally do , grow up together , so we may earnestly entreat the young to give to this subject ...
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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.