Conversations on Common Things, Or, Guide to Knowledge: With Questions : for the Use of Schools and Families

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Munroe and Francis, 1828 - 288 strán (strany)

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Strana 186 - Had cheer'd the village with his song, • Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark So, stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. 2. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent—
Strana 186 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the self-same power divine Taught you to sing, and me to shine; That you with music, I with light, Might beautify and cheer the night.
Strana 271 - To provide for the punishment of counterfeiting the securities and current coin of the United States : To establish post-offices and post-roads : To promote the progress of science and useful arts, by securing for limited times to authors and inventors the exclusive...
Strana 277 - Child. 1 O GOD, I thank thee that the night In peace and rest hath passed away ; And that I see, in this fair light, My Father's smile, that makes it day. 2 Be thou my Guide, and let me live As under thine all-seeing eye : Supply my wants, my sins forgive, And make me happy when I die.
Strana 274 - HAIL to the land whereon we tread. Our fondest boast ; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave To welter in his living grave ; — With hearts unbent...
Strana 102 - With golden purples and cobaltic blues ; Bade on wide hills her porcelain castles glare, And glazed Pagodas tremble in the air.
Strana 275 - There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been, and shalt ever be, Till time is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She bore.
Strana 248 - Their rein-deer form their riches. These, their tents, Their robes, their beds, and all their homely wealth Supply, their wholesome fare, and cheerful cups Obsequious at their call, the docile tribe Yield to the sled their necks, and whirl them swift O'er hill and dale, heap'd into one expanse Of marbled snow, as far as eye can sweep, With a blue crust of ice unbounded glaz'd.
Strana 94 - Cracow's mighty mines, With crystal walls a gorgeous city shines ; (__ Scoop'd in the briny rock long streets extend Their hoary course, and glittering domes ascend , Down the bright steeps, emerging into day, Impetuous fountains burst their headlong way, O'er milk-white vales in ivory channels spread, And wondering seek their subterraneous bed.

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