The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking, Designed to Fill the Same Place in the Schools of the United States that is Held in Those of Great Britain, by the Compilations of Murray, Scott, Enfield, Mylius, Thompson, Ewing and OthersRichardson, Lord, and Holbrook, and Hilliard, Gray, Little and Wilkins, 1829 - 276 sider |
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Side 25
... breath or beam Has pierced its woodland screen . There's music in the thundering sweep Of the mountain waterfall , As its torrents struggle , and foam , and leap From the brow of its marble wall . There's music in the dawning morn , Ere ...
... breath or beam Has pierced its woodland screen . There's music in the thundering sweep Of the mountain waterfall , As its torrents struggle , and foam , and leap From the brow of its marble wall . There's music in the dawning morn , Ere ...
Side 38
... breath , To pour his response from the valley . One moment , and nought but the bugle was heard , And nought but the war - whoop given ; The next - and the sky seemed convulsively stirred , As if by the lightning riven . The din of the ...
... breath , To pour his response from the valley . One moment , and nought but the bugle was heard , And nought but the war - whoop given ; The next - and the sky seemed convulsively stirred , As if by the lightning riven . The din of the ...
Side 51
... for me . Thy gentle hand will sweets bestow , Transcending Eden's boasted bloom ; Each flower with brighter tints shall glow , When Love and Beauty seek my tomb . And , when the rose - bud's virgin breath With NATIONAL READER . 51.
... for me . Thy gentle hand will sweets bestow , Transcending Eden's boasted bloom ; Each flower with brighter tints shall glow , When Love and Beauty seek my tomb . And , when the rose - bud's virgin breath With NATIONAL READER . 51.
Side 52
... breath With fragrance fills the morning air , Imagine me released from death , And all my soul reviving there . LESSON XXV . Thoughts of a young man in the prospect of death.- HENRY K. WHITE . SAD , solitary Thought , who keep'st thy ...
... breath With fragrance fills the morning air , Imagine me released from death , And all my soul reviving there . LESSON XXV . Thoughts of a young man in the prospect of death.- HENRY K. WHITE . SAD , solitary Thought , who keep'st thy ...
Side 54
... breathe his last farewell . " Thou grove ! how dark thy gloom to me ! Thy glories riven by autumn's breath ! * From Bowring's Russian Anthology , Vol . II In every falling leaf I see A threatening messenger of 54 NATIONAL READER .
... breathe his last farewell . " Thou grove ! how dark thy gloom to me ! Thy glories riven by autumn's breath ! * From Bowring's Russian Anthology , Vol . II In every falling leaf I see A threatening messenger of 54 NATIONAL READER .
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Side 24 - 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. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
Side 216 - ... if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight ; I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms, and to the God of Hosts, is all that is left us!
Side 216 - Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Side 189 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 21 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Side 205 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Side 85 - Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done. Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Side 226 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Side 68 - There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Side 67 - The valley that thou seest, said he, is the vale of misery, and the tide of water that thou seest is part of the great tide of eternity. What is the reason, said I, that the tide I see rises out of a thick mist at one end, and again loses itself in a thick mist at the other? What thou seest, said he, is that portion of eternity which is called time, measured out by the sun, and reaching from the beginning of the world to its consummation. Examine now...