The English Reader: Or Pieces in Prose and Poetry Selected from the Best Writers. Designed to Assist Young Persons to Read with Propriety and Effect; to Improve Their Language and Sentiments; and to Inculcate Some of the Most Important Principles of Piety and Virtue. With a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good ReadingPublished and sold by C. Morse, 1840 - 263 strán (strany) |
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Strana 23
... praise its Author 247 15. The universal prayer , 249 16. Conscience , 250 17. On an infant , 251 18. The cuckoo , ران 19. Day . A pastoral in three parts , 20. The order of nature , 21. Hymn composed during sickness , 22. Hymn , or a ...
... praise its Author 247 15. The universal prayer , 249 16. Conscience , 250 17. On an infant , 251 18. The cuckoo , ران 19. Day . A pastoral in three parts , 20. The order of nature , 21. Hymn composed during sickness , 22. Hymn , or a ...
Strana 35
... praise should be preserved under proper suli ordination to the principle of duty . In itself , it is a useful mo tive to action ; but when allowed to extend its influence to far , it corrupts the whole character , and produces guilt ...
... praise should be preserved under proper suli ordination to the principle of duty . In itself , it is a useful mo tive to action ; but when allowed to extend its influence to far , it corrupts the whole character , and produces guilt ...
Strana 46
... praise and veneration . I have long sought content , and have not found it ; I will from this moment endeavour to be rich . " Full of his new resolution , he shut himself in his cham- ber for six months , to deliberate how he should ...
... praise and veneration . I have long sought content , and have not found it ; I will from this moment endeavour to be rich . " Full of his new resolution , he shut himself in his cham- ber for six months , to deliberate how he should ...
Strana 47
... praise was tried , and every source of adulatory fiction was exhausted . Orto- grul heard his flatterers without delight , because he found himself unable to believe them . His own heart told him . its frailties ; his own understanding ...
... praise was tried , and every source of adulatory fiction was exhausted . Orto- grul heard his flatterers without delight , because he found himself unable to believe them . His own heart told him . its frailties ; his own understanding ...
Strana 95
... praises ; and ap- pear not to have been surpassed by any person who ever filled a throne : a conduct less rigorous , less imperious , thore sincere , more indulgent to her people , would have been requisite to form a perfect character ...
... praises ; and ap- pear not to have been surpassed by any person who ever filled a throne : a conduct less rigorous , less imperious , thore sincere , more indulgent to her people , would have been requisite to form a perfect character ...
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Strana 126 - Whereupon, O king Agrippa, I was not disobedient unto the heavenly vision ; but shewed first unto them of Damascus, and at Jerusalem, and throughout all the coasts of Judea, and then to the Gentiles, that they should repent and turn to God, and do works meet for repentance.
Strana 207 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Strana 255 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Strana 204 - Ye noble few ! who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile, And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deem'd Evil, is no more ; The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass, And one unbounded Spring encircle all.
Strana 255 - tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy.
Strana 232 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
Strana 254 - But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty Hand That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres ; Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring...
Strana 195 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Strana 196 - Which they beheld, the moon's resplendent globe, And starry pole : « Thou also mad'st the night, Maker Omnipotent! and thou the day...
Strana 217 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.