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 Reading
C. Spaulding, 1821 - 253 Seiten
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able action affections appear attention beauty blessing cause character common consider continued course danger dark death desire divine earth enjoy equal evil fall father fear feel fortune give ground hand happiness heart heaven honor hope hour human kind king labors less light live look Lord mankind manner mark means mind nature never night objects observe once ourselves pain pass passions pause peace perfect person pleasing pleasure possession praise present proper raise reading reason regard religion render rest rich rise scene seems sense shining short soon soul sound spirit spring stand suffer temper thee things thou thought tion true truth turn vice virtue voice whole wisdom wise wish young youth
Seite 231 - 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.
Seite 190 - ... sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was...
Seite 196 - A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Seite 230 - Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 205 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Seite 113 - And now I stand, and am judged for the hope of the promise made of God unto our fathers; unto which promise our twelve tribes, instantly serving God day and night, hope to come; for which hope's sake, King Agrippa I am accused of the Jews.
Seite 225 - Join voices, all ye living Souls; ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk » The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise.
Seite 250 - Great in the earth, as in the 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! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart...