A Collection, in Prose and Verse, for the Use of SchoolsW. Blackwood & Sons, 1835 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... passes , without making him wiser than he was before , in those things which will be of real bene- fit to him . When he has a difficult lesson to learn or a hard task to perform , he does not fret or murmur at it . He knows that his ...
... passes , without making him wiser than he was before , in those things which will be of real bene- fit to him . When he has a difficult lesson to learn or a hard task to perform , he does not fret or murmur at it . He knows that his ...
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... pass from one comb to another , without being obliged to go a considerable distance round . When the cells are built ... passes into a sort of stomach , where it undergoes a certain chemical change , and then is deposited in these ...
... pass from one comb to another , without being obliged to go a considerable distance round . When the cells are built ... passes into a sort of stomach , where it undergoes a certain chemical change , and then is deposited in these ...
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... pass their night of winter in a sound sleep ; and he revives them again when the period of their new life arrives . Every time I reflect on these changes , I am naturally led to think of what will happen to myself when I die ; for my ...
... pass their night of winter in a sound sleep ; and he revives them again when the period of their new life arrives . Every time I reflect on these changes , I am naturally led to think of what will happen to myself when I die ; for my ...
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... pass'd . " With hasty steps the farmer ran , And close beside the fire they place The poor half frozen beggar - man , With shaking limbs and pale blue face . The little children flocking came , And chafed his frozen hands in theirs ...
... pass'd . " With hasty steps the farmer ran , And close beside the fire they place The poor half frozen beggar - man , With shaking limbs and pale blue face . The little children flocking came , And chafed his frozen hands in theirs ...
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... passing shower , Is all the grief ye share . The Lord of light , though veil'd a while , He hides his noontide ray , Shall soon in lovelier beauty smile , To gild the closing day ; THE FARMER AND LAWYER . CHARITY . 61 And bursting The ...
... passing shower , Is all the grief ye share . The Lord of light , though veil'd a while , He hides his noontide ray , Shall soon in lovelier beauty smile , To gild the closing day ; THE FARMER AND LAWYER . CHARITY . 61 And bursting The ...
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Стр. 211 - Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn, or animated bust, Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of Death...
Стр. 257 - But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not thee, marks not the mighty hand, That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres; Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring ; Flings from the sun direct the flaming day; Feeds every creature ; hurls the tempest forth; And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life.
Стр. 45 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Стр. 185 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray. The service past, around the pious man, With ready zeal, each honest rustic ran ; E'en children follow'd, with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile...
Стр. 88 - What time the daisy decks the green Thy certain voice we hear ; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers. The schoolboy wandering thro' the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear, And imitates thy lay.
Стр. 136 - What is the reason, said I, that the tide I see rises out of a thick mist at one end, and again loses itself in a thick mist at the other? What thou seest, said he, is that portion of eternity which is called time, measured out by the sun, and reaching from the beginning of the world to its consummation. Examine now...
Стр. 219 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed : Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Стр. 184 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose.
Стр. 258 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh ye hills ; ye mossy rocks Retain the sound ; the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns, And His unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands, all awake ; a boundless song Burst from the groves ; and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night His praise.
Стр. 136 - When he had raised my thoughts by those transporting airs which he played, to taste the pleasures of his conversation, as I looked upon him like one astonished, he beckoned to me, and by the waving of his hand directed me to approach the place where he sat.