The Young Ladies' Elocutionary Reader: Containing a Selection of Reading LessonsJames Munroe, 1853 - 480 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 31
... praises sing ! Dust to its kindred dust returns ! Earth to its mother earth ! Stilled are its passions and its cares , And hushed its voice of mirth ! " 3.- Blended Emotions arising from Scenery and Sentiment . [ ELOCUTIONARY READER . 3.
... praises sing ! Dust to its kindred dust returns ! Earth to its mother earth ! Stilled are its passions and its cares , And hushed its voice of mirth ! " 3.- Blended Emotions arising from Scenery and Sentiment . [ ELOCUTIONARY READER . 3.
الصفحة 33
... praise , the wind shall whistle through the broken arches , and the owl hoot from the shattered tower , — when the garish sunbeam shall break into these gloomy mansions of death ; and the ivy twine round ELOCUTIONARY READER 33.
... praise , the wind shall whistle through the broken arches , and the owl hoot from the shattered tower , — when the garish sunbeam shall break into these gloomy mansions of death ; and the ivy twine round ELOCUTIONARY READER 33.
الصفحة 40
... praise ! " 11 . - - " DECLAMATORY STYLE . Wonder and Admiration . [ Results from the Sufferings of the Pilgrims . ] Everett . " Student of history , compare for me the baffled projects , the de- serted settlements , the abandoned ...
... praise ! " 11 . - - " DECLAMATORY STYLE . Wonder and Admiration . [ Results from the Sufferings of the Pilgrims . ] Everett . " Student of history , compare for me the baffled projects , the de- serted settlements , the abandoned ...
الصفحة 80
... praising God . " The Lord giveth food to the young ravens which cry . " The ravens are sometimes driven rather prematurely from their nest , before they are all able to subsist by their own in- dustry . In this case , pinched with ...
... praising God . " The Lord giveth food to the young ravens which cry . " The ravens are sometimes driven rather prematurely from their nest , before they are all able to subsist by their own in- dustry . In this case , pinched with ...
الصفحة 84
... Praise Thee , in silent beauty ; and its woods , Swept by the murmuring winds of ocean , join The murmuring shores in a perpetual hymn . EXERCISE XXII . EVENING . Margaret Davidson . [ An 84 YOUNG LADIES ' READER . Fidelity to Duty.
... Praise Thee , in silent beauty ; and its woods , Swept by the murmuring winds of ocean , join The murmuring shores in a perpetual hymn . EXERCISE XXII . EVENING . Margaret Davidson . [ An 84 YOUNG LADIES ' READER . Fidelity to Duty.
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الصفحة 24 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
الصفحة 119 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air, and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! O dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.
الصفحة 346 - Work — work — work ! In the dull December light, And work — work — work! When the weather is warm and bright — While underneath the eaves The brooding swallows cling, As if to show me their sunny backs And twit me with the Spring.
الصفحة 169 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
الصفحة 387 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
الصفحة 120 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
الصفحة 382 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
الصفحة 385 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
الصفحة 180 - Ye forests, bend ; ye harvests, wave to Him • Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, 476 THOMSON.