The Young Ladies' Reader: Containing Rules, Observations, and Exercises and Articulation, Pauses, Inflections, and Emphasis: Also Exercises in Reading, in Prose and PoetryThomas, Cowperthwait, 1851 - 428 páginas |
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... Belshazzar , 76. The Same , concluded ,. ....... 77. The Fern and the Moss , .. 78. Elliott , Byron , and Wordsworth ,. 79. Extract from an Essay on Crabbe , 80. The Same , concluded , .. 81. Flowers for the Heart , . , .... 82. The ...
... Belshazzar , 76. The Same , concluded ,. ....... 77. The Fern and the Moss , .. 78. Elliott , Byron , and Wordsworth ,. 79. Extract from an Essay on Crabbe , 80. The Same , concluded , .. 81. Flowers for the Heart , . , .... 82. The ...
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... Belshazzar's voice . Arioch . The crowded hall , Suspense , and prescient of the coming joy , Is silent as the cloudless summer skies . Belshazzar . O ye assembled Babylon ! fair youths And hoary elders , warriors , counsellors , And ...
... Belshazzar's voice . Arioch . The crowded hall , Suspense , and prescient of the coming joy , Is silent as the cloudless summer skies . Belshazzar . O ye assembled Babylon ! fair youths And hoary elders , warriors , counsellors , And ...
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... Belshazzar's beverage pour it high . Hear , earth ! Hear , heaven ! my proud defiance ! — O , what man , What God Sabaris , and many voices . The king ! the king ! Look to the king ! Arioch . Where ? I can see nor king nor people ...
... Belshazzar's beverage pour it high . Hear , earth ! Hear , heaven ! my proud defiance ! — O , what man , What God Sabaris , and many voices . The king ! the king ! Look to the king ! Arioch . Where ? I can see nor king nor people ...
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... Belshazzar . O dark and bodiless hand , - What art thou - thus upon my palace wall Gliding in shadowy , slow , gigantic blackness ? Lo ! fiery letters , where it moves , break out : - ' tis there again - ' Tis there ' tis gone : no ...
... Belshazzar . O dark and bodiless hand , - What art thou - thus upon my palace wall Gliding in shadowy , slow , gigantic blackness ? Lo ! fiery letters , where it moves , break out : - ' tis there again - ' Tis there ' tis gone : no ...
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... Belshazzar . O Chaldea's worshipped sages , O men of wisdom , that have passed your years Your long and quiet , solitary years — - In tracing the dim sources of th ' events That agitate this world of man O ye That in the tongues of ...
... Belshazzar . O Chaldea's worshipped sages , O men of wisdom , that have passed your years Your long and quiet , solitary years — - In tracing the dim sources of th ' events That agitate this world of man O ye That in the tongues of ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
animals appearance Arioch Art thou ascer Aunt Hetty beautiful behold Belshazzar birds blessed body breath bright called CHAMBERS'S EDINBURGH JOURNAL cheerful child clouds colors dark daugh death deep delight earth ELIZA COOK Fairweather fear feelings flowers fragile thing gaze gentle give habits hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY ALFORD hour human human voice imagination Indians inflection insects kind land LESSON light lips live look mind moon mother Nabonassar nature neighbor never night Nitocris o'er object oviparous parents passed passions pause person pleasure Pompeii poor quadrupeds retina rising round Sabaris seemed sense sentence sleep smile soft sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars sweet tears temper tender thee thing thou thought tion toil tone trees utter voice wigwam wind wings words young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 58 - NOW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons...
Página 66 - Thou preparedst room before it, And didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land. The hills were covered with the shadow of it, And the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars. She sent out her boughs unto the sea, And her branches unto the river.
Página 242 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Página 44 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Página 61 - Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Página 60 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Página 33 - With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Página 62 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not ' seems.' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly : these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within which passeth show ; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Página 38 - Gul in her bloom ; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute ; Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 330 - mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe ! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags : so shalt thou see and hear The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy God Utters, who from eternity doth teach Himself in all, and all things in himself.