Advanced Reading Book: Literary and ScientificThomas Constable and Company, 1860 - 432 strán (strany) |
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Výsledky 6 - 10 z 32.
Strana 106
... feel the better of it , as the Chinese says of his opium . If all men could use liquors in moderation , the philanthropist would have little occasion to remonstrate ; but as the use unavoidably leads to the abuse with many , it is ...
... feel the better of it , as the Chinese says of his opium . If all men could use liquors in moderation , the philanthropist would have little occasion to remonstrate ; but as the use unavoidably leads to the abuse with many , it is ...
Strana 114
... feel on starting suddenly to run , is owing to the venous blood being sent forward more rapidly than the lungs can or will at first let it through . But if we begin the race more gradually , the blood becomes so purified that the lungs ...
... feel on starting suddenly to run , is owing to the venous blood being sent forward more rapidly than the lungs can or will at first let it through . But if we begin the race more gradually , the blood becomes so purified that the lungs ...
Strana 116
... feel and think . He alone is progressive , and engaged in intelligently operating upon and modifying the earth's surface , round and upon which myriads of human hands are working . Without the senses , he could not be educated ; and ...
... feel and think . He alone is progressive , and engaged in intelligently operating upon and modifying the earth's surface , round and upon which myriads of human hands are working . Without the senses , he could not be educated ; and ...
Strana 130
... feel too grateful to the " Giver of all good things , " for enabling man to discover that from two such humble plants , he can obtain the means of making fine linen to clothe himself with ; thread for sewing his garments ; lace for ...
... feel too grateful to the " Giver of all good things , " for enabling man to discover that from two such humble plants , he can obtain the means of making fine linen to clothe himself with ; thread for sewing his garments ; lace for ...
Strana 144
... feel a little doubtful . Now my object is not merely to puzzle you . I want you to observe how men , who are doing the work of life , and , in most respects , are doing it well , get into conflict where they do not desire strife , and ...
... feel a little doubtful . Now my object is not merely to puzzle you . I want you to observe how men , who are doing the work of life , and , in most respects , are doing it well , get into conflict where they do not desire strife , and ...
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Strana 365 - NOW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons...
Strana 362 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Strana 370 - With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike : Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Strana 408 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the Gods see everywhere.
Strana 377 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple...
Strana 366 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Strana 360 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent That day he overcame the Nervii :l — Look ! in this place ran Cassius...
Strana 388 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ? Or while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! ii.
Strana 363 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell $ And,— when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention...
Strana 388 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...