The Young Ladies' Reader: Containing Rules, Observations, and Exercises and Articulation, Pauses, Inflections, and Emphasis: Also Exercises in Reading, in Prose and PoetryThomas, Cowperthwait, 1851 - 428 Seiten |
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... turned , - - well was his need , And dashed the rowels in his steed , Like arrow through the arch - way sprung , The ponderous gate behind him rung : To pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed his plume ; The ...
... turned , - - well was his need , And dashed the rowels in his steed , Like arrow through the arch - way sprung , The ponderous gate behind him rung : To pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed his plume ; The ...
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... turned the nose from its point upwards . The Tartars and Caffres , and many tribes both in North and South America , took particular pains to flatten the nose in infancy ; and this characteristic is still prevalent , and considered ...
... turned the nose from its point upwards . The Tartars and Caffres , and many tribes both in North and South America , took particular pains to flatten the nose in infancy ; and this characteristic is still prevalent , and considered ...
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... turned at last upon the silent tomb , Earth's goal for hoary age and beauty's smiling bloom . We talked of life's last hour , - - - the varied forms And features it assumes ; how some men die As sets the sun when dark clouds threaten ...
... turned at last upon the silent tomb , Earth's goal for hoary age and beauty's smiling bloom . We talked of life's last hour , - - - the varied forms And features it assumes ; how some men die As sets the sun when dark clouds threaten ...
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... Turned towards him with a wishful gaze , He stepped to where she lay ; And kneeling down , bent over her , Saying , " I am a minister - My sister ! let us pray . " And well , withouten book or stole , ( God's 9 YOUNG LADIES ' READER ...
... Turned towards him with a wishful gaze , He stepped to where she lay ; And kneeling down , bent over her , Saying , " I am a minister - My sister ! let us pray . " And well , withouten book or stole , ( God's 9 YOUNG LADIES ' READER ...
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... Turned from the white - robed priest , and round her arm Clung e'en as ivy clings : the deep spring - tide Of nature then swelled high ; and o'er her child Bending , her soul brake forth , in mingled sounds Of weeping and sad song ...
... Turned from the white - robed priest , and round her arm Clung e'en as ivy clings : the deep spring - tide Of nature then swelled high ; and o'er her child Bending , her soul brake forth , in mingled sounds Of weeping and sad song ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
animals appearance Arioch Art thou ascer Aunt Hetty beautiful behold Belshazzar birds blessed body breath bright called CHAMBERS'S EDINBURGH JOURNAL cheerful child clouds colors dark daugh death deep delight earth ELIZA COOK Fairweather fear feelings flowers fragile thing gaze gentle give habits hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY ALFORD hour human human voice imagination Indians inflection insects kind land LESSON light lips live look mind moon mother Nabonassar nature neighbor never night Nitocris o'er object oviparous parents passed passions pause person pleasure Pompeii poor quadrupeds retina rising round Sabaris seemed sense sentence sleep smile soft sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars sweet tears temper tender thee thing thou thought tion toil tone trees utter voice wigwam wind wings words young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 58 - 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...
Seite 66 - Thou preparedst room before it, And didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land. The hills were covered with the shadow of it, And the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars. She sent out her boughs unto the sea, And her branches unto the river.
Seite 242 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Seite 44 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Seite 61 - Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Seite 60 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Seite 33 - With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Seite 62 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not ' seems.' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly : these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within which passeth show ; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Seite 38 - Gul in her bloom ; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute ; Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Seite 330 - mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe ! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags : so shalt thou see and hear The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy God Utters, who from eternity doth teach Himself in all, and all things in himself.