The District School as it was: Scenery-showing, and Other WritingsPress of T. R. Marvin, 1852 - 364 стор. |
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... voice as if she were doing a duty she disliked , and was determined I should do mine too , like it or not , as is often the manner of teachers ; but with a cheerful smile and a softening eye , as if she were at a pastime , and wished me ...
... voice as if she were doing a duty she disliked , and was determined I should do mine too , like it or not , as is often the manner of teachers ; but with a cheerful smile and a softening eye , as if she were at a pastime , and wished me ...
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... the passing time , for the want of some- thing to do ; as there was no particular pleasure in saying A B C all alone , with no Mary Smith's voice and looks for an accompaniment . 3 CHAPTER III . THE SPELLING - BOOK . As the AS IT WAS . 25.
... the passing time , for the want of some- thing to do ; as there was no particular pleasure in saying A B C all alone , with no Mary Smith's voice and looks for an accompaniment . 3 CHAPTER III . THE SPELLING - BOOK . As the AS IT WAS . 25.
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... voice , too , if it lost none of its treble , was pitched a key louder , as a - b ab rang through the realm . And when we had finished , I looked up among the large scholars , as I strutted to my seat , with the thought , " I am almost ...
... voice , too , if it lost none of its treble , was pitched a key louder , as a - b ab rang through the realm . And when we had finished , I looked up among the large scholars , as I strutted to my seat , with the thought , " I am almost ...
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... voice , and a winning gentleness of manner . This was natural ; for Mary was the only mistress I had ever been to , and in fact the only one I had ever seen , who made any impression on my mind in her school - keeping capacity . What ...
... voice , and a winning gentleness of manner . This was natural ; for Mary was the only mistress I had ever been to , and in fact the only one I had ever seen , who made any impression on my mind in her school - keeping capacity . What ...
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... voices must not rise above the tone of quiet conversation . That delightful exercise of juvenile lungs , hallooing ... voice , was easily detected by her watchful senses . As the prevalent idea in those days respecting a good school ...
... voices must not rise above the tone of quiet conversation . That delightful exercise of juvenile lungs , hallooing ... voice , was easily detected by her watchful senses . As the prevalent idea in those days respecting a good school ...
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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...