The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the Highest Class in Public and Private SchoolsThomas Cowperthwait & Company, 1845 - 484 pages |
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... glow of twilight , to those tones of grandeur and power which make a strong man tremble , and the hearts of uncounted multitudes melt and run together into one glowing and plastic mass . It can speak the language of hope or despair ; it ...
... glow of twilight , to those tones of grandeur and power which make a strong man tremble , and the hearts of uncounted multitudes melt and run together into one glowing and plastic mass . It can speak the language of hope or despair ; it ...
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... glow with a warmth which is partly caught and partly spontaneous . One such mind acts upon another as fire upon figures traced in sympathetic ink - bringing out , every moment , warm tints of feeling , lights and shadows of character ...
... glow with a warmth which is partly caught and partly spontaneous . One such mind acts upon another as fire upon figures traced in sympathetic ink - bringing out , every moment , warm tints of feeling , lights and shadows of character ...
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... glowing appeal in behalf of the distressed object ; but Feeling will go about from house to house to solicit contributions . Sentiment talks beautifully on the duties of charity , benevolence , and sympathy for misfortune ; but Feeling ...
... glowing appeal in behalf of the distressed object ; but Feeling will go about from house to house to solicit contributions . Sentiment talks beautifully on the duties of charity , benevolence , and sympathy for misfortune ; but Feeling ...
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... glow . Spring will invite hither the footsteps of the young by its opening foliage , and Autumn detain the contemplative by its latest bloom . The votary of learning and science will here learn to elevate his genius by the holiest ...
... glow . Spring will invite hither the footsteps of the young by its opening foliage , and Autumn detain the contemplative by its latest bloom . The votary of learning and science will here learn to elevate his genius by the holiest ...
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... glowing , bright , and fair , And the far skies seem hollowed there , Soft trembling , as they felt the thrill Of music echoed from the hill . The living soul of beauty fills The air with glorious DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 57.
... glowing , bright , and fair , And the far skies seem hollowed there , Soft trembling , as they felt the thrill Of music echoed from the hill . The living soul of beauty fills The air with glorious DISTRICT SCHOOL READER . 57.
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Page 179 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Page 78 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power. In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard ; Then wore his monarch's...
Page 393 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing...
Page 77 - 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
Page 260 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Page 170 - Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 121 - T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae!
Page 158 - Motionless torrents, silent cataracts, Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Page 448 - What constitutes a state ? Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, Thick wall or moated gate ; Not cities proud, with spires and turrets crowned ; Not bays and broad-armed ports, Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred and spangled courts, Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No: MEN, high-minded MEN...
Page 168 - Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation ? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth ; to know the worst, and to provide for it.