National PreceptorWoodford & Company, 1845 - 336 páginas |
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... YOUTH WITH SENTIMENTS OF PIETY AND VIRTUE . DESIGNED FOR THE USE OF SCHOOLS AND ACADEMIES . TWENTIETH EDITION . " BY J. OLNEY , A. M. ATTHOR OF A PRACTICAL SYSTEM OF MODERN GEOGRAPHY AND ATLAS . ” NEW - YORK : PUBLISHED BY PRATT ...
... YOUTH WITH SENTIMENTS OF PIETY AND VIRTUE . DESIGNED FOR THE USE OF SCHOOLS AND ACADEMIES . TWENTIETH EDITION . " BY J. OLNEY , A. M. ATTHOR OF A PRACTICAL SYSTEM OF MODERN GEOGRAPHY AND ATLAS . ” NEW - YORK : PUBLISHED BY PRATT ...
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... youth with sentiments of piety and virtue . Designed for the use of schools and academies . By J. Olney , Author of ' A practical system of modern Geography and Atlas . ' " In conformity to the act of Congress of the United States ...
... youth with sentiments of piety and virtue . Designed for the use of schools and academies . By J. Olney , Author of ' A practical system of modern Geography and Atlas . ' " In conformity to the act of Congress of the United States ...
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... youth more frequently fail in good reading , than in any other branch of education ? Why do we often hear a youth , whose tones in conversation are varied and agreeable , read in a dull , monotonous manner ? Why are there so few good ...
... youth more frequently fail in good reading , than in any other branch of education ? Why do we often hear a youth , whose tones in conversation are varied and agreeable , read in a dull , monotonous manner ? Why are there so few good ...
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... youth . " It ought to be a leading object in our schools to teach the art of read- ing . It ought to occupy three - fold more time than it does . The teachers of these schools should labor to improve themselves . They should feel , that ...
... youth . " It ought to be a leading object in our schools to teach the art of read- ing . It ought to occupy three - fold more time than it does . The teachers of these schools should labor to improve themselves . They should feel , that ...
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... youth . The son of thy love is alone ! | He shall come to Bragela , and ask why she weeps ' 2 He shall lift his eyes to the wall , and see his father's sword . | Whose sword is that ? | he will say . The soul of his mother is sad ...
... youth . The son of thy love is alone ! | He shall come to Bragela , and ask why she weeps ' 2 He shall lift his eyes to the wall , and see his father's sword . | Whose sword is that ? | he will say . The soul of his mother is sad ...
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The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry J. (Jesse) 1798-1872 Olney Pré-visualização indisponível - 2016 |
The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry Jesse Olney Pré-visualização indisponível - 2013 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
army Arth battle beauty behold black crows blood born Bowl brave Calais called Capt Cesar Charlestown Christmas Evans command Commonwealth of England cried dark dead death dervis died earth endeavored enemy eyes father fear fire Gelert give glory grave Greece ground hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor Hornby hour Jerusalem Jews Jugurtha king LESSON live look lord master mind miserable morning never night noble o'er Ortogrul passed passion Persian Empire pleasure Pompey poor pray Pronounced Pythias redout replied returned rich Roman Rome Romulus and Remus Sir Rob slaves sleep smile Socrates soldiers soul spirit sweet tears tell temple thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought Titus truth turned twas uncle Toby virtue voice wise words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 331 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Página 159 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Página 281 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
Página 300 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 285 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Página 253 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Página 159 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 298 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
Página 281 - Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who having eyes see not, and having ears hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Página 187 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.