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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... born must die . LESSON XXV . Immortality . - Barbauld . 1. I HAVE seen the flower withering on the stalk , and its bright leaves spread on the ground . — I looked again ; it sprung forth afresh ; its stem was crowned with new buds , and ...
... born must die . LESSON XXV . Immortality . - Barbauld . 1. I HAVE seen the flower withering on the stalk , and its bright leaves spread on the ground . — I looked again ; it sprung forth afresh ; its stem was crowned with new buds , and ...
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... born in England in 1741. He was , in early life , a merchant's clerk , but obtained a commission in the army at the age of seventeen . Possessing an active and enterpris- ing disposition , and the most amiable and accomplished man- ners ...
... born in England in 1741. He was , in early life , a merchant's clerk , but obtained a commission in the army at the age of seventeen . Possessing an active and enterpris- ing disposition , and the most amiable and accomplished man- ners ...
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... born in Warwick , Rhode - Island , 1741. His bravery , skill , and services , were such as to merit the highest ap probation of his country . He died in Georgia , 1786 . + Gilbert Mottier , Marquis de la Fayette , was born in France in ...
... born in Warwick , Rhode - Island , 1741. His bravery , skill , and services , were such as to merit the highest ap probation of his country . He died in Georgia , 1786 . + Gilbert Mottier , Marquis de la Fayette , was born in France in ...
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... the ancient philosophers , was born at Athens in Greece , 467 B. C. He was unjustly condemned to death by the Athenians . on a charge of atheism , 400 B. C. the youth . " And what is ingratitude ? " 74 NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . Kane's Hints 74.
... the ancient philosophers , was born at Athens in Greece , 467 B. C. He was unjustly condemned to death by the Athenians . on a charge of atheism , 400 B. C. the youth . " And what is ingratitude ? " 74 NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . Kane's Hints 74.
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... but he did it with more true touches of nature . * Laurence Sterne , an eminent writer , was born at Clomwell , in Ireland , 1713. He died 1768 , in London . 2. The mourner was sitting upon a stone bench at 7 * NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . 77.
... but he did it with more true touches of nature . * Laurence Sterne , an eminent writer , was born at Clomwell , in Ireland , 1713. He died 1768 , in London . 2. The mourner was sitting upon a stone bench at 7 * NATIONAL PRECEPTOR . 77.
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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.