The School Reader. Fifth Book: Designed as a Sequel to Sanders' Fouth Reader. Part First, Containing Full Instructions in the Rhetorical Principles of Reading Or Speaking, Illustrated by Numerous Examples. Part Second, Consisting of Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry from Various Eloquent Writers, Accompanied with Notes, Explanatory of Such Historical Or Classical Allusions, as the Several Lessons Contain: for the Use of Academies and the Highest Classes in Common and Select SchoolsM.N. Newman & Company, 1848 - 456 páginas |
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... night ; And thōu , refulgent ōrb of day , in brighter flames arrayed , My soul which springs beyond thy sphere , no more demands thy āid . Ye stars are but the shining dust of my divine abode , The pavement of thōse heavenly courts ...
... night ; And thōu , refulgent ōrb of day , in brighter flames arrayed , My soul which springs beyond thy sphere , no more demands thy āid . Ye stars are but the shining dust of my divine abode , The pavement of thōse heavenly courts ...
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... night , So in his red blood Cassius ' day is set ; The sun of Rome is set ! -Our day is gone ; - Clouds dews and dangers , come —our deeds are done . Mistrust of good success hath done this deed . O hateful error melancholy's child ...
... night , So in his red blood Cassius ' day is set ; The sun of Rome is set ! -Our day is gone ; - Clouds dews and dangers , come —our deeds are done . Mistrust of good success hath done this deed . O hateful error melancholy's child ...
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... night , When evils are most free ? O , then , by day , Where wilt thou find a cavern , dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage ? Seek none , Conspiracy ! Hide it in smiles and affability ; For if thou put thy native semblance on , Not ...
... night , When evils are most free ? O , then , by day , Where wilt thou find a cavern , dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage ? Seek none , Conspiracy ! Hide it in smiles and affability ; For if thou put thy native semblance on , Not ...
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... night , ( 00 ) The storm is rolling on . ( pl . ) Alas ! how ill that bursting storm ( > ) The fainting spirit braves , ( p . ) When they , -the lovely and the lost , - Are gone to early grāves ! ( pl . ) SADNESS . 2. ( p . ) My life is ...
... night , ( 00 ) The storm is rolling on . ( pl . ) Alas ! how ill that bursting storm ( > ) The fainting spirit braves , ( p . ) When they , -the lovely and the lost , - Are gone to early grāves ! ( pl . ) SADNESS . 2. ( p . ) My life is ...
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... night , never till now , ( > ) Did I go through tempests dropping fire . IMPATIENCE , -DETERMINATION , -MILDNESS . 9. ( ' ' ) Ah ! when shall mad ambition cease to rage Ah ! when shall war his demon - wrath assuage ? When , WHEN ...
... night , never till now , ( > ) Did I go through tempests dropping fire . IMPATIENCE , -DETERMINATION , -MILDNESS . 9. ( ' ' ) Ah ! when shall mad ambition cease to rage Ah ! when shall war his demon - wrath assuage ? When , WHEN ...
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accented Anapest beauty behold Blank Verse blessings bosom breath bright bright waves called Circumflex clouds consonant sounds Dactylic poetry dark dead death deep degree DEMOSTHENES divine earth elemental sounds Elocution eloquence emotions emphasis eternal EXAMPLES exercise EXPLANATORY NOTES.-1 expressed falchion falling inflection Father fear feel feet fire forest gaze glorious glory grandeur Greece hand happiness hath heart Heaven hight honor hope human immortal land LESSON liberty light live look loud mighty mind modulation mortal Mount Tabor mountain nations nature never night o'er pause peace Phidias Philiscus pitch poetic poetry proud quantity reading rising inflection rolling Rome scene sense silent smile soul speak spirit splendor stars sublime sweet syllables tears tences thee thine thou thought thousand thunder tion tone Trochee truth unto uttered virtue vocal voice vowel vowel sounds wandering waves wing wisdom words Xerxes
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Página 353 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, — • It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
Página 357 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Página 131 - I profess, sir, in my career hitherto, to have kept steadily in view the prosperity and honor of the whole country, and the preservation of our federal Union. It is to that Union we owe our safety at home, and our consideration and dignity abroad. It is to that Union that we are chiefly indebted for whatever makes us most proud of our country.
Página 341 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 152 - To make the weight for the winds ; And he weigheth the waters by measure. When he made a decree for the rain, And a way for the lightning of the thunder : Then did he see it, and declare it ; He prepared it, yea, and searched it out.
Página 191 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!
Página 31 - And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind. He made darkness his secret place ; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Página 191 - Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Página 305 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Página 163 - A million torches lighted by thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power, accomplish thy command. All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss, What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light, A glorious company of golden streams, Lamps of celestial ether burning bright, Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.