The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and RecitationT.P. & J.S. Fowle, 1823 - 480 стор. |
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... give them to the charge of instructers who are them- selves good readers ; -instructers , who , like teachers of musick , will not con- tent themselves with laying certain rules for regulating the tones , inflexions , and cadences of ...
... give them to the charge of instructers who are them- selves good readers ; -instructers , who , like teachers of musick , will not con- tent themselves with laying certain rules for regulating the tones , inflexions , and cadences of ...
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... give Drayton and Spenser , and Chaucer the preference in com- parison with the lights of their own age . An old coin may be as pure metal , and intrinsically as valuable , as a new one ; and to the curious much more valuable ; but , for ...
... give Drayton and Spenser , and Chaucer the preference in com- parison with the lights of their own age . An old coin may be as pure metal , and intrinsically as valuable , as a new one ; and to the curious much more valuable ; but , for ...
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... give forth under their name , in occasionally substituting one word for another , in withdrawing some passages from their original connexion , and bringing others into immediate contact which were originally separate , and in connect ...
... give forth under their name , in occasionally substituting one word for another , in withdrawing some passages from their original connexion , and bringing others into immediate contact which were originally separate , and in connect ...
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... give you to behold himself in what- ever else you see , and to discern his providence in all the events that you observe , or that you experience . Put your hearts into his hands , and importune him , ( if importunity it can be called ) ...
... give you to behold himself in what- ever else you see , and to discern his providence in all the events that you observe , or that you experience . Put your hearts into his hands , and importune him , ( if importunity it can be called ) ...
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... give you hearts of flesh . He can do it no doubt ; will he do it ? is the question . Never , my young friends ... Gives beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . " LESSON II . Paternal Instruction . - LAW . PATERNUS had but one son ...
... give you hearts of flesh . He can do it no doubt ; will he do it ? is the question . Never , my young friends ... Gives beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . " LESSON II . Paternal Instruction . - LAW . PATERNUS had but one son ...
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The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation ... John Pierpont Повний перегляд - 1831 |
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Сторінка 447 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse.
Сторінка 26 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch-dog's voice, that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Сторінка 433 - 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...
Сторінка 447 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Сторінка 282 - 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.
Сторінка 444 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Сторінка 254 - Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Сторінка 446 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears : I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Ca-sar.
Сторінка 25 - All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils. As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Сторінка 446 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it ; as he was valiant, I honour him ; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.