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 ReadingEdward Little & Company, 1811 - 254 من الصفحات |
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... whose mortal taste " Brought death into the world , and all our wo , " & c . Sing heav'nly Muse ! " Suppofing that originally other beings , befides men , had disobeyed the commands of the Almighty , and that the cir- cumftance were ...
... whose mortal taste " Brought death into the world , and all our wo , " & c . Sing heav'nly Muse ! " Suppofing that originally other beings , befides men , had disobeyed the commands of the Almighty , and that the cir- cumftance were ...
الصفحة 27
... whose head is above the clouds , and a vail of pure light covers her face . Obferve the progrefs of her votaries be filent and attentive . " : After I had noticed a variety of objects , I turned my eye towards the multitudes who were ...
... whose head is above the clouds , and a vail of pure light covers her face . Obferve the progrefs of her votaries be filent and attentive . " : After I had noticed a variety of objects , I turned my eye towards the multitudes who were ...
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... fo far , that he does not think it impoffible there may be stars , whose light has not yet travelled down to us , fince their first creation . There is no question that the universe has 54 PART I. THE ENGLISH READER .
... fo far , that he does not think it impoffible there may be stars , whose light has not yet travelled down to us , fince their first creation . There is no question that the universe has 54 PART I. THE ENGLISH READER .
الصفحة 94
... whose last hours fuggefted the moft folemn and awful reflec- tions , I was with him . No one was prefent but his physician , and an intimate whom he loved , and whom he had ruined . At my coming in , he faid , " You and the phyfician ...
... whose last hours fuggefted the moft folemn and awful reflec- tions , I was with him . No one was prefent but his physician , and an intimate whom he loved , and whom he had ruined . At my coming in , he faid , " You and the phyfician ...
الصفحة 124
... reafon . I did not fearch long here , till I found the boat in which I had landed ; and my companions alfo , whose terrors were even greater than X mine . Our meeting was not of that kind 124 . PART I. THE ENGLISH READER .
... reafon . I did not fearch long here , till I found the boat in which I had landed ; and my companions alfo , whose terrors were even greater than X mine . Our meeting was not of that kind 124 . PART I. THE ENGLISH READER .
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الصفحة 179 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; * if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country, and their shackles, fall.
الصفحة 203 - Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
الصفحة 204 - Know, nature's children all divide her care ; The fur that warms a monarch, warm'da bear. While man exclaims, " See all things for my use ! "
الصفحة 176 - Strikes thro' their wounded hearts the sudden dread; But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close ; where past the shaft, no trace is found. As from the wing no scar the sky retains ; The parted wave no furrow from the keel ; So dies in human hearts the thought of death.
الصفحة 203 - Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn, For him as kindly spread the flow'ry lawn: Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.
الصفحة 191 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
الصفحة 140 - Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, And drink thy wine with a merry heart ; For God now accepteth thy works.
الصفحة 210 - What conscience dictates to be done. Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than Hell to shun, That more than Heaven pursue.
الصفحة 22 - He did not, however, forget whither he was travelling, but found a narrow way bordered with flowers, which appeared to have the same direction with the main road, and was pleased that, by this happy experiment, he had found means to unite pleasure with business, and to gain the rewards of diligence without suffering its fatigues.
الصفحة 206 - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When...