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 11
... mountain Aubukabis , which rifes on the eaft of Mecca , and overlooks the city , found , evening , a man fitting penfive and alone , within a few paces of his cell . Omar regarded him with attention , and per- ceived that his looks were ...
... mountain Aubukabis , which rifes on the eaft of Mecca , and overlooks the city , found , evening , a man fitting penfive and alone , within a few paces of his cell . Omar regarded him with attention , and per- ceived that his looks were ...
Side 16
... mountains , I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life ; and paffing from one thought to another , Surely , faid I , man is but a fhadow , and life a dream . Whilft I was thus muf- ing , I caft my eyes towards the ...
... mountains , I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life ; and paffing from one thought to another , Surely , faid I , man is but a fhadow , and life a dream . Whilft I was thus muf- ing , I caft my eyes towards the ...
Side 20
... mountain , that feemed to rife above the clouds . There was a certain lady of a thin airy shape , who was very active in this folemnity . She carried a magnifying glafs in one of her hands , and was clothed in a loose flowing robe ...
... mountain , that feemed to rife above the clouds . There was a certain lady of a thin airy shape , who was very active in this folemnity . She carried a magnifying glafs in one of her hands , and was clothed in a loose flowing robe ...
Side 21
... IV . The fame fubject continued . In my laft paper , I gave my reader a fight of that mountain of miferies , which was made up of thofe feveral I faw , with un- calamities that afflict the minds CHAP . I. 19 Narrative Pieces .
... IV . The fame fubject continued . In my laft paper , I gave my reader a fight of that mountain of miferies , which was made up of thofe feveral I faw , with un- calamities that afflict the minds CHAP . I. 19 Narrative Pieces .
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... mountain , and perceived at my right hand an angel , whom I knew to be Azoran , the minilter of reproof . When I faw him , I was afraid , I caft my eyes upon the ground , and was about to deprecate his anger , when he commanded me to be ...
... mountain , and perceived at my right hand an angel , whom I knew to be Azoran , the minilter of reproof . When I faw him , I was afraid , I caft my eyes upon the ground , and was about to deprecate his anger , when he commanded me to be ...
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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.