The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation: Selected Principally from Modern Authors of Great Britain and America, and Designed for the Use of the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsGeorge F. Cooledge, 1835 - 480 pàgines |
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Pàgina 23
... passed in one moment from youth to age ; his comeliness is departed ; helplessness is his portion , for the days of future years . He is more de- crepit than his grandsire , on whose head are the snows of eighty winters ; but those were ...
... passed in one moment from youth to age ; his comeliness is departed ; helplessness is his portion , for the days of future years . He is more de- crepit than his grandsire , on whose head are the snows of eighty winters ; but those were ...
Pàgina 38
... păssed for ever away : Like that visit , that converse , that day - to my heart , That bow from remembrance can never depart . " Tis a picture in memory distinctly defined , With the strong and unperishing colors of mind : A part of my ...
... păssed for ever away : Like that visit , that converse , that day - to my heart , That bow from remembrance can never depart . " Tis a picture in memory distinctly defined , With the strong and unperishing colors of mind : A part of my ...
Pàgina 39
... passing ; decline and change and loss , follow decline and change and loss in such rapid succession , that we can almost catch the sound of universal wasting , and hear the work of desolation going on busily around us . “ The mountain ...
... passing ; decline and change and loss , follow decline and change and loss in such rapid succession , that we can almost catch the sound of universal wasting , and hear the work of desolation going on busily around us . “ The mountain ...
Pàgina 46
... passed the night between violent , tumultuous grief , and numb insensibility . Stepping into the carriage , with a slow , weak motion , like one who was quitting his sick chamber for the first time , he began his journey homeward . As ...
... passed the night between violent , tumultuous grief , and numb insensibility . Stepping into the carriage , with a slow , weak motion , like one who was quitting his sick chamber for the first time , he began his journey homeward . As ...
Pàgina 47
... passed as a melancholy dream . Almost the first words Arthur spoke were those I have mentioned . As he looked out upon the setting sun , he shud- dered through his whole frame , and then became sick and pale . He thought he knew the ...
... passed as a melancholy dream . Almost the first words Arthur spoke were those I have mentioned . As he looked out upon the setting sun , he shud- dered through his whole frame , and then became sick and pale . He thought he knew the ...
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The American First Class Book: Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1835 |
The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1836 |
The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Visualització completa - 1839 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 287 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Pàgina 441 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pàgina 287 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread fathomless alone.
Pàgina 376 - And when he came to himself, he said, how many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger ! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son : make me as one of thy hired servants.
Pàgina 286 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, — The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake. They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Pàgina 458 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their' vile trash By any indirection.
Pàgina 355 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Pàgina 194 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee, Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
Pàgina 469 - Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful, thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ? The wide, th' unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
Pàgina 452 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink.' I, as JEneas, our great ancestor, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear ; so, from the waves of Tiber...