The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of Selections in Prose and Verse, from American, English and Other Foreign Literature, Chronologically Arranged. Including Biographical Sketches, and Remarks on the Art of ReadingJ. P. Jewett & Company, 1851 - 408 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 6-10 מתוך 63
עמוד 88
... lest he returning chide ; " Doth God exact day - labor , light denied ? " I fondly ask ; but patience , to prevent That murmur , soon replies , " God doth not 98 THE LITERARY READER . JOHN MILTON, Sonnet on his own Blindness,
... lest he returning chide ; " Doth God exact day - labor , light denied ? " I fondly ask ; but patience , to prevent That murmur , soon replies , " God doth not 98 THE LITERARY READER . JOHN MILTON, Sonnet on his own Blindness,
עמוד 89
... soon replies , " God doth not need Either man's words , or his own gifts ; who best Bear his mild yoke , they serve him best ; his state Is kingly ; thousands at his bidding speed , And post o'er land or ocean without rest ; They also ...
... soon replies , " God doth not need Either man's words , or his own gifts ; who best Bear his mild yoke , they serve him best ; his state Is kingly ; thousands at his bidding speed , And post o'er land or ocean without rest ; They also ...
עמוד 98
... soon as it should be fully light , the wood itself would probably be visited by those of the coun- try who would be searching to find those whom they might make prisoners , that he would get up into that tree where he had been , where ...
... soon as it should be fully light , the wood itself would probably be visited by those of the coun- try who would be searching to find those whom they might make prisoners , that he would get up into that tree where he had been , where ...
עמוד 99
... soon as he knew one of them , he easily concluded in what condition they both were , and presently carried them into a little barn , full of hay , which was better lodging than he had for himself . But when they were there , and had ...
... soon as he knew one of them , he easily concluded in what condition they both were , and presently carried them into a little barn , full of hay , which was better lodging than he had for himself . But when they were there , and had ...
עמוד 111
... soon as they have lost that freshness and gaudiness that solely endeared them , they degenerate into things , not only undesirable , but distasteful ; whereas roses , besides the moderate beauty they disclose to the eye , which is ...
... soon as they have lost that freshness and gaudiness that solely endeared them , they degenerate into things , not only undesirable , but distasteful ; whereas roses , besides the moderate beauty they disclose to the eye , which is ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms art thou Auld Robin Gray BATTLE OF WORCESTER beauty behold bells Belvidera BEN JONSON bless bosom breath bright called Casa Wappy child clouds Cumnor dance dark dead dear death delight dost doth dream earth eyes fair fall father feeling gaze give hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven holy honor hour Izaak Walton Jarl king lady light live look Lord lord chamberlain Lycidas marriage Mary Howitt mind morning mother nature never night noble o'er passed passion PHILIP DODDRIDGE PHILIP MASSINGER Pilgrim's Progress pleasure poems poet poor rest rise seemed sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit sweet Tatler tears tell thee thine things THOMAS PRINGLE thou art thought tree virtue voice wife wild wind woman wonderful word writings young youth
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עמוד 341 - Hear the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
עמוד 339 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume . The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
עמוד 47 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
עמוד 93 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...
עמוד 218 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
עמוד 144 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest 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...
עמוד 92 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
עמוד 217 - If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee!
עמוד 96 - Oft till the star that rose at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Tempered to the oaten flute ; Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long; And old Damoetas loved to hear our song.
עמוד 193 - My hold of the colonies is in the close affection which grows from common names, from kindred blood, from similar privileges, and equal protection. These are ties which, though light as air, are as strong as links of iron. Let the colonies always keep the idea of their civil rights associated with your government, they will cling and grapple to you ; and no force under heaven will be of power to tear them from their allegiance.