Sequel to the English Reader, Or Elegant Selections in Prose and Poetry ...Lincoln & Edmands. Sold at their Bible warehouse, and theological and miscellaneous bookstore, no. 53 Cornhill, 1816 - 286 sider |
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Side iii
... Some of them have had unguarded moments , in which they have written what is not proper to come under the notice of youth . He must not therefore be understood as recommending every pro . duction of all the poets who have contributed to ...
... Some of them have had unguarded moments , in which they have written what is not proper to come under the notice of youth . He must not therefore be understood as recommending every pro . duction of all the poets who have contributed to ...
Side 17
... Some were looking up towards the heav ens in a thoughtful pofture , and in the midft of a fpecula- tion , ftumbled and fell out of fight . Multitudes were very bufy in the pursuit of bubbles , that glittered in their eyes , and danced ...
... Some were looking up towards the heav ens in a thoughtful pofture , and in the midft of a fpecula- tion , ftumbled and fell out of fight . Multitudes were very bufy in the pursuit of bubbles , that glittered in their eyes , and danced ...
Side 22
... Some obfervations which I made upon this occafion fhall communicate to the public . A venerable gray - headed man , who had laid down the colic , and who I found want- ed an heir to his eftate , fnatched up an undutiful fon , that had ...
... Some obfervations which I made upon this occafion fhall communicate to the public . A venerable gray - headed man , who had laid down the colic , and who I found want- ed an heir to his eftate , fnatched up an undutiful fon , that had ...
Side 33
... some seasonable ftroke of affliction fhould in mercy be fent , to recall them to themfelves , and to awaken ferious and manly thought . But , if youth and vigour , and flowing fortune continue ; if a fimilar fucceffion of companions go ...
... some seasonable ftroke of affliction fhould in mercy be fent , to recall them to themfelves , and to awaken ferious and manly thought . But , if youth and vigour , and flowing fortune continue ; if a fimilar fucceffion of companions go ...
Side 49
... Some calamity must roufe him . He must be awakened by a storm , or fleep forev- er . How much better is it then to make that easy to us , which we know is beft ; and to form thofe habits now , which hereafter we fhall wifh we had formed ...
... Some calamity must roufe him . He must be awakened by a storm , or fleep forev- er . How much better is it then to make that easy to us , which we know is beft ; and to form thofe habits now , which hereafter we fhall wifh we had formed ...
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againſt alfo ASPASIO becauſe behold beſt bleffings bufy cheerfulneſs chriftian confider Coriolanus courfe defire diſcovered divine earth exiſtence eyes fafe faid fame fays fcene fecret feemed felf fenfe fentiments feveral fhade fhall fhould fide filent firſt fituation fleep fmile fociety fome fometimes foon forrow foul fpirit ftate ftill ftrength fubject fuccefs fuch fuffered fuperior fupport Grongar Hill Habit happineſs happy heart Heaven himſelf honour houſe human increaſe inftruction itſelf labour laft laſt leaſt lefs loft look Lord MARCUS AURELIUS mifery mind moft moſt mountain muft muſt myſelf nature nefs o'er obferved occafion paffed paffions perfons philofopher pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poffeffed praiſe prefent profpect purpoſe raiſed Reafon refignation reft religion rife Scythia Seged SERVIUS TULLIUS ſhall ſhe ſtate thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand univerfal uſeful Veturia virtue whofe wifdom Xerxes youth
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Side 207 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Side 205 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to Virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...
Side 201 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 205 - 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. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Side 226 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Side 204 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Side 206 - 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.
Side 199 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Side 208 - Hoards e'en beyond the miser's wish abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same.
Side 199 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.