The District School as it was: Scenery-showing, and Other WritingsPress of T. R. Marvin, 1852 - 364 стор. |
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... close of that summer , the alphabet was securely my own . That hard , and to me un- meaning , string of sights and sounds , were bound forever to my memory by the ties created by gentle tones and looks . That hardest of all tasks ...
... close of that summer , the alphabet was securely my own . That hard , and to me un- meaning , string of sights and sounds , were bound forever to my memory by the ties created by gentle tones and looks . That hardest of all tasks ...
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... close by the school - house , preferred somebody else , no matter whom , fit or not fit , who should board with him , as the teachers usually did . But Mary would board with her aunt Carter , as before . Then Mr. Patch's family grumbled ...
... close by the school - house , preferred somebody else , no matter whom , fit or not fit , who should board with him , as the teachers usually did . But Mary would board with her aunt Carter , as before . Then Mr. Patch's family grumbled ...
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... close of the summer , in what were called the " Reading Lessons , " that is , little words ar- ranged in little sentences . Mary was the same sweet angel this season as the last . I did not , of course , need her soothing and smiling ...
... close of the summer , in what were called the " Reading Lessons , " that is , little words ar- ranged in little sentences . Mary was the same sweet angel this season as the last . I did not , of course , need her soothing and smiling ...
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... close of the school , there was a deeper sadness in our hearts than on the last summer's closing day . She had told us that she should never be our teacher again , -should probably never meet many of us again in this world . She gave us ...
... close of the school , there was a deeper sadness in our hearts than on the last summer's closing day . She had told us that she should never be our teacher again , -should probably never meet many of us again in this world . She gave us ...
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... close of the school for the day , when we took the liberty to let saucy words reach her ear , especially if the next day was likely to be fair , and we of course were not to re - appear in her realm till foul weather again . CHAPTER VII ...
... close of the school for the day , when we took the liberty to let saucy words reach her ear , especially if the next day was likely to be fair , and we of course were not to re - appear in her realm till foul weather again . CHAPTER VII ...
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Сторінка 239 - Beauty — a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
Сторінка 243 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Сторінка 223 - Heaven In every breast hath sown these early seeds Of love and admiration, yet in vain, Without fair Culture's kind parental aid...
Сторінка 272 - Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Сторінка 232 - And living as if earth contained no tomb, — And glowing into day: we may resume The march of our existence...
Сторінка 282 - THOU who wouldst see the lovely and the wild Mingled in harmony on Nature's face/ Ascend our rocky mountains. Let thy foot Fail not with weariness, for on their tops The beauty and the majesty of earth Spread wide beneath, shall make thee to forget The steep and toilsome way.
Сторінка 137 - I take my pen in hand to inform you that I am in a state of grate bliss, and trust these lines will find you injoyin the same blessins.
Сторінка 289 - Unfathomed and resistless. God hath set His rainbow on thy forehead : and the cloud Mantled around thy feet. And he doth give Thy voice of thunder, power to speak of him Eternally — bidding the lip of man Keep silence — and upon thy rocky altar pour Incense of awe-struck praise.
Сторінка 239 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Сторінка 277 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture : I can see Nothing to loathe in nature, save to be A link reluctant in a fleshly chain...