The American First Class Book: Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation : Selected Principally from Modern Authors of Great Britain and America, and Designed for the Use of the Highest Class, in Public and Private SchoolsCarter, Hendee & Company, 1835 - 480 páginas |
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... O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light ; When not a breath disturbs the deep serene , And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll , And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole , O'er ...
... O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light ; When not a breath disturbs the deep serene , And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll , And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole , O'er ...
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... O'er the west threw their splendor of azure and gold ; But one cloud at a distance rose dense , and increas'd , Till its margin of black touch'd the zēnith , and east . We gazed on the scenes , while around us they glow'd , When a ...
... O'er the west threw their splendor of azure and gold ; But one cloud at a distance rose dense , and increas'd , Till its margin of black touch'd the zēnith , and east . We gazed on the scenes , while around us they glow'd , When a ...
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... o'er a death couch , or Hope o'er the tomb ; Then left the dark scene ; whence it slowly retired , As Love had just vanish'd , or Hope had expired . I gazed not alone on that source of my song ; To all who beheld it these verses belong ...
... o'er a death couch , or Hope o'er the tomb ; Then left the dark scene ; whence it slowly retired , As Love had just vanish'd , or Hope had expired . I gazed not alone on that source of my song ; To all who beheld it these verses belong ...
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... o'er a general wreck . And thou must sail upon this sea , a long , Eventful voyage . The wise may suffer wreck , The foolish must . O ! then , be early wise ! Learn from the mariner his skilful art To ride upon the waves , and catch the ...
... o'er a general wreck . And thou must sail upon this sea , a long , Eventful voyage . The wise may suffer wreck , The foolish must . O ! then , be early wise ! Learn from the mariner his skilful art To ride upon the waves , and catch the ...
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... o'er its bed Of pebbly sands , or leaping down the rocks , Seems with continuous laughter to rejoice In its own being . Softly tread the marge , Lest from her midway perch , thou scare the wren That dips her bill in water . The cool ...
... o'er its bed Of pebbly sands , or leaping down the rocks , Seems with continuous laughter to rejoice In its own being . Softly tread the marge , Lest from her midway perch , thou scare the wren That dips her bill in water . The cool ...
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Página 455 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 356 - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, 150 To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise, Ay me...
Página 453 - Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all freemen?
Página 469 - 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. Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful, thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes...
Página 286 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, — The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake. They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 202 - But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all ; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many.
Página 376 - And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father...
Página 355 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Página 257 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, yet the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep: the dead reign there alone.
Página 474 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...