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 ...Hilliard, Gray, Little and Wilkins, 1828 - Всего страниц: 276 |
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... village , with a good property , a profitable business , and the respect of all who know him . Young reader , who hast not entered on the stage of busi- ness , when you come forward in the world , go and do like- wise , and you shall ...
... village , with a good property , a profitable business , and the respect of all who know him . Young reader , who hast not entered on the stage of busi- ness , when you come forward in the world , go and do like- wise , and you shall ...
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... villages , and tilth , and herds , And swarming roads ; and , there , on solitudes , That only hear the torrent , and the wind , And eagle's shriek ....... There is a precipice , That seems a fragment of some mighty wall , Built by the ...
... villages , and tilth , and herds , And swarming roads ; and , there , on solitudes , That only hear the torrent , and the wind , And eagle's shriek ....... There is a precipice , That seems a fragment of some mighty wall , Built by the ...
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... village , peeping through the trees , And her own dwelling , and the cabin roof Of him she loved with an unlawful love , And came to die for , a warm gush of tears Ran from her eyes . But , when the sun grew low , And the hill - shadows ...
... village , peeping through the trees , And her own dwelling , and the cabin roof Of him she loved with an unlawful love , And came to die for , a warm gush of tears Ran from her eyes . But , when the sun grew low , And the hill - shadows ...
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... remember the tyranny of older spirits . School may have its pleasures ; but the sorrows of a think- ing boy are like the griefs of a fallen angel . My father's residence was not situated in the village where 7 NATIONAL READER . 73.
... remember the tyranny of older spirits . School may have its pleasures ; but the sorrows of a think- ing boy are like the griefs of a fallen angel . My father's residence was not situated in the village where 7 NATIONAL READER . 73.
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... village where I was educated ; so that , when I left school , I left its scenes also . After several years had passed away , accident took me again to the well - known place . The stable , into which I led my horse , was dear to me ...
... village where I was educated ; so that , when I left school , I left its scenes also . After several years had passed away , accident took me again to the well - known place . The stable , into which I led my horse , was dear to me ...
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Стр. 142 - 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.
Стр. 24 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Стр. 21 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Стр. 142 - So he turned and went away in a rage. 13 And his servants came near, and spake unto him, 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?
Стр. 143 - And he returned to the man of God, he and all his company, and came, and stood before him: and he said, Behold, now I know that there is no God in all the earth, but in Israel: now therefore, I pray thee, take a blessing of thy servant.
Стр. 67 - He then led me to the highest pinnacle of the rock, and placing me on the top of it, Cast thy eyes eastward, said he, and tell me what thou seest. I see, said I, a huge valley, and a prodigious tide of water rolling through it.
Стр. 142 - And it came to pass, when the king of Israel had read the letter, that he rent his clothes, and said, Am I God, to kill and to make alive, that this man doth send unto me to recover a man of his leprosy ? Wherefore consider, I pray you, and see how he seeketh a quarrel against me.
Стр. 67 - I see a bridge, said I, standing in the midst of the tide. The bridge thou seest, said he, is human life, consider it attentively. Upon a more leisurely survey of it, I found that it consisted of threescore and ten entire arches, with several broken arches, which, added to those that were entire, made up the number about an hundred.
Стр. 232 - There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Стр. 193 - 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 ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...