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 páginas |
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... confider it attentively . Upon a more leifurely furvey of it , I found that it confifted of threefcore and ten entire arches , with feveral broken arches , which , added to thofe that were entire , made up the , number a- bout a hundred ...
... confider it attentively . Upon a more leifurely furvey of it , I found that it confifted of threefcore and ten entire arches , with feveral broken arches , which , added to thofe that were entire , made up the , number a- bout a hundred ...
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... confider that prodigious bulk of human calamities which lay be fore me . There were , however , feveral perfons who gave me great diverfion upon this occafion I obferved one bringing in a fardel very carefully concealed under an old ...
... confider that prodigious bulk of human calamities which lay be fore me . There were , however , feveral perfons who gave me great diverfion upon this occafion I obferved one bringing in a fardel very carefully concealed under an old ...
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... confider it , and be wife . " ཪི ཪ་ ༡ I looked up , and beheld an enclosure , beautiful as the gardens of paradise , but of a small extent . Through the middle there was a green walk ; at the end a wild defert ; and beyond ...
... confider it , and be wife . " ཪི ཪ་ ༡ I looked up , and beheld an enclosure , beautiful as the gardens of paradise , but of a small extent . Through the middle there was a green walk ; at the end a wild defert ; and beyond ...
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... confider it , and be wife . " I looked , and beheld a valley between two mountains that were craggy and barren . On the path there was no ver- dure , and the mountains afforded no fhade ; the fun burn- ed in the zenith , and every ...
... confider it , and be wife . " I looked , and beheld a valley between two mountains that were craggy and barren . On the path there was no ver- dure , and the mountains afforded no fhade ; the fun burn- ed in the zenith , and every ...
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... confider whether a world thus exquifitely framed could be meant for the abode of mifery and pain . For what end has the lavish hand of Providence diffufed innu- merable objects of delight , but that all might rejoice in the privilége of ...
... confider whether a world thus exquifitely framed could be meant for the abode of mifery and pain . For what end has the lavish hand of Providence diffufed innu- merable objects of delight , but that all might rejoice in the privilége of ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt alfo ASPASIO becauſe behold beſt bleffings bufy cheerfulneſs chriftian confider Coriolanus courfe defire diſcovered divine earth exiſtence eyes fafe faid fame fays fcene fecret feemed felf fenfe fentiments feveral fhade fhall fhould fide filent firſt fituation fleep fmile fociety fome fometimes foon forrow foul fpirit ftate ftill ftrength fubject fuccefs fuch fuffered fuperior fupport Grongar Hill Habit happineſs happy heart Heaven himſelf honour houſe human increaſe inftruction itſelf labour laft laſt leaſt lefs loft look Lord MARCUS AURELIUS mifery mind moft moſt mountain muft muſt myſelf nature nefs o'er obferved occafion paffed paffions perfons philofopher pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poffeffed praiſe prefent profpect purpoſe raiſed Reafon refignation reft religion rife Scythia Seged SERVIUS TULLIUS ſhall ſhe ſtate thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand univerfal uſeful Veturia virtue whofe wifdom Xerxes youth
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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.