The English Reader, Or, Pieces of Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best Writers ... with a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good Reading
Holbrook & Fessenden, 1825 - 264 Seiten
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able actions affections allowed appear attention beauty BLAIR blessing called cause character comfort common condition conduct consider continued course danger death desire earth enjoy enjoyments equal evil eyes fall father feel fortune give greater ground hand happiness heart heaven honour hope human imagination kind king labours less light live look Lord mankind manner means mind nature never objects observe once ourselves pain pass passions pause peace perfect person pleasing pleasures possession present principles proper raised reading reason reflection regard religion remain render respect rest rich rising scene seemed sense shine sometimes soul sound spirit stand suffer temper thee things thou thought tion true truth turn virtue voice whole wisdom wise wish young youth
Seite 228 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Seite 240 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher, Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never Is, but always to be blest ; The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Seite 186 - The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Seite 223 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Seite 254 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 234 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Seite 228 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Seite 202 - If once right reason drives that cloud away, Truth breaks upon us with resistless day. Trust not yourself; but your defects to know Make use of every friend — and every foe.
Seite 205 - Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength. Thy sober Autumn fading into age, And pale concluding Winter comes at last, And shuts the scene. Ah ! whither now are fled Those dreams of greatness? those unsolid hopes Of happiness ? those longings after fame ? Those restless cares ' those busy bustling days ? Those gay-spent, festive nights :
Seite 91 - When the ear heard me, then it blessed me ; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me ; because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me : and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.