The Standard Fourth Reader for Public and Private Schools: Containing a Thorough Course of Preliminary Exercises in Articulation, Pronunciation, Accent, &c., Numerous Exercises in Reading, a New System of References, and a Copious Explanatory IndexPhillips, Sampson, 1857 - 336 páginas |
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Página 72
... cries aloud Through all her works ) , He must delight in virtue , And that which He delights in must be happy . 2. His spear ( to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great admiral were but a wand ) ...
... cries aloud Through all her works ) , He must delight in virtue , And that which He delights in must be happy . 2. His spear ( to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great admiral were but a wand ) ...
Página 73
... said số . 11 . " Tis green , ' t is green , sir , I assure ye ! " " Green ! ” cries the other , in a fury ; 66 Why , sir , d ' ye think I've lost my eyes ? " Emphasis , Pause , & c . See pages 64 7 EXERCISES ON INFLECTION . 73.
... said số . 11 . " Tis green , ' t is green , sir , I assure ye ! " " Green ! ” cries the other , in a fury ; 66 Why , sir , d ' ye think I've lost my eyes ? " Emphasis , Pause , & c . See pages 64 7 EXERCISES ON INFLECTION . 73.
Página 78
... cried out : " Stop ! Are you reciting a lesson in the ele- mentary sounds ? Out of the room ! - Stay ! Send to me that ― - little girl who is sitting there by the fountain . " 6. The girl thus pointed out by the king was a daughter of ...
... cried out : " Stop ! Are you reciting a lesson in the ele- mentary sounds ? Out of the room ! - Stay ! Send to me that ― - little girl who is sitting there by the fountain . " 6. The girl thus pointed out by the king was a daughter of ...
Página 84
... cried ; When thus a wondrous voice replied : * " In me all human knowledge dwells ; The oracle of oracles , 193 Past , present , future , I reveal , Or in oblivion's silence seal ; What I preserve can perish never , What I forego 84 THE ...
... cried ; When thus a wondrous voice replied : * " In me all human knowledge dwells ; The oracle of oracles , 193 Past , present , future , I reveal , Or in oblivion's silence seal ; What I preserve can perish never , What I forego 84 THE ...
Página 93
... cries and counterfeited lameness . William . I wish I had known that , for he led me a long chase , often over shoes in water . However , it was the cause of my falling in with an old man and a boy , who were cutting and piling up turf ...
... cries and counterfeited lameness . William . I wish I had known that , for he led me a long chase , often over shoes in water . However , it was the cause of my falling in with an old man and a boy , who were cutting and piling up turf ...
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Términos y frases comunes
accent acute accent Altorf Anon articulation aspirate bear ships beautiful beneath blessing breath called Canute Carthage cheerful child consonant sound Cousin cried death diphthong Don G Don Gomez earth elementary sound Ellipsis eyes fall father fear feel Gelert Gesler give Grim hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hope inflection Italicized king laugh letters Lictor liquid consonant live look Lord majesty means mind mountain nasal consonant never night noun o'er obscure Oliver Cromwell Peter phaëton pitch poor Practise the Exercises pronounced reader replied rich river Rolla sentence short sound smile Socrates soul sound of long sound of short speak stood syllable tell thee thine things thou thought tion triphthong truth Tutor utterance Vivia vocal voice vowel vowel sounds walk words young youth ΕΙ
Pasajes populares
Página 257 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Página 238 - There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts. Not such as Europe breeds in her decay : Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. Westward the course of empire takes its way ; The first four acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day ; Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Página 295 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to GOD.
Página 110 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep : so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Página 266 - How bright the unchanging morn appears! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While heaven and earth combine to say, " How blest the righteous when he dies !
Página 182 - Who can doubt that in the course of time and things the fruits of such a plan would richly repay any temporary advantages which might be lost by a steady adherence to it? Can it be that Providence has not connected the permanent felicity of a Nation with its virtue? The experiment, at least, is recommended by every sentiment which ennobles human nature. Alas ! is it rendered impossible by its vices...
Página 139 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee: Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
Página 254 - to use all the means which God and Nature have put into our hands." I am astonished, I am shocked, to hear such principles confessed — to hear them avowed in this house or in this country...
Página 254 - If I were an American as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms — never, never, never!
Página 116 - Moreover, my father, see, yea, see the skirt of thy robe in my hand; for in that I cut off the skirt of thy robe, and killed thee not, know thou and see that there is neither evil nor transgression in mine hand, and I have not sinned against thee; yet thou huntest my soul to take it.