The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best Writers ; Designed to Assist Young Persons to Read with Propriety and Effect ; Improve Their Language and Sentiments ; and to Inculcate Some of the Most Important Principles of Piety and Virtue : with a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good Reading

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Darius Clark, 1821 - 264 sider
 

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Side 225 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Side 237 - But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Side 231 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 194 - With thee conversing, I forget all time; All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Side 226 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Side 184 - 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 canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 28 - He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?
Side 28 - Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
Side 199 - Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Side 78 - There is not, in my opinion, a more pleasing and triumphant consideration in religion than this, of the perpetual progress which the soul makes towards the perfection of its nature, without ever arriving at a period in it.

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