The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry; Consisting of Narrative, Descriptive, Argumentative, Didactic, Pathetic, and Humorous Pieces ...Goodwin and Robinson & Pratt, 1838 - 336 páginas |
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... Heaven , 168. The Star of Bethlehem , 169. Address to Time , 170. Absalom , 171. The Miami Mounds , 172. On Time , 173. Jugurtha in Prison , 174. Rienzi's Address to the Romans , 175. Battle of Waterloo , 176. Power of Eloquence , 177 ...
... Heaven , 168. The Star of Bethlehem , 169. Address to Time , 170. Absalom , 171. The Miami Mounds , 172. On Time , 173. Jugurtha in Prison , 174. Rienzi's Address to the Romans , 175. Battle of Waterloo , 176. Power of Eloquence , 177 ...
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... Heaven and earth ? " 3. And the man answered and said , " I worship the God of my fathers , in the way which they have appointed . " And Aram's zeal was kindled against the man , and he arose and fell upon him , and drove him forth with ...
... Heaven and earth ? " 3. And the man answered and said , " I worship the God of my fathers , in the way which they have appointed . " And Aram's zeal was kindled against the man , and he arose and fell upon him , and drove him forth with ...
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... heaven for their preservation . 7. Nor was this opinion seriously controverted , until it was discovered , several years afterward , that Goffe * and Whalleyt had been lodged in the house of Mr. Russell . Then it was known that their ...
... heaven for their preservation . 7. Nor was this opinion seriously controverted , until it was discovered , several years afterward , that Goffe * and Whalleyt had been lodged in the house of Mr. Russell . Then it was known that their ...
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... heavens with pleasure ? " " I do , " responded the young man . " I do no longer , " said the savage , bursting into tears . 6. A moment after , he added , " do you look with delight upon yonder beautiful flower ? " " I do , " answered ...
... heavens with pleasure ? " " I do , " responded the young man . " I do no longer , " said the savage , bursting into tears . 6. A moment after , he added , " do you look with delight upon yonder beautiful flower ? " " I do , " answered ...
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... heaven , for tearing away the stout infant colonies * Lexington , a town in Massachusetts , 11 miles N. W. of Boston . from the old mother country . Early that morning , NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . 39 Battle of Lexington, Weems Dishonesty Punished ...
... heaven , for tearing away the stout infant colonies * Lexington , a town in Massachusetts , 11 miles N. W. of Boston . from the old mother country . Early that morning , NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . 39 Battle of Lexington, Weems Dishonesty Punished ...
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Página 154 - The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Página 295 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 278 - Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Página 156 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 326 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Página 326 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Página 299 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Página 292 - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Página 301 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Página 256 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends , — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.