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... the perusal of which a love of them might grow up in them , and become a matured habit , to their everlast- ing injury . * Eliza Cook s Journal . " Cobbett has made some excellent remarks in his English Grammar ' 8 LEISURE HOURS.
... the perusal of which a love of them might grow up in them , and become a matured habit , to their everlast- ing injury . * Eliza Cook s Journal . " Cobbett has made some excellent remarks in his English Grammar ' 8 LEISURE HOURS.
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... become lazy , or the stupid grow obstinate , dogged , and more stupid . still , from continuous punishment , and , in either case , deterioration of mind is the almost inevitable result . " " Stay a little longer , and see another ...
... become lazy , or the stupid grow obstinate , dogged , and more stupid . still , from continuous punishment , and , in either case , deterioration of mind is the almost inevitable result . " " Stay a little longer , and see another ...
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... become comparative nobodies . But it is not only the minds of boys which are damaged by indiscrimi- nate and unscientific education . Not only is the in- tellect impaired , but often the morals are corrupted and the social feelings ...
... become comparative nobodies . But it is not only the minds of boys which are damaged by indiscrimi- nate and unscientific education . Not only is the in- tellect impaired , but often the morals are corrupted and the social feelings ...
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... become sceptical of the truthfulness of his precepts . " I had a pious mother , " continues he , " who dropped things in my way . I could never rid myself of them — I was a professed infidel ; but then I liked to be an infidel in ...
... become sceptical of the truthfulness of his precepts . " I had a pious mother , " continues he , " who dropped things in my way . I could never rid myself of them — I was a professed infidel ; but then I liked to be an infidel in ...
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... first practise cunning and falsehood to avoid chas- tisement ; and , when this fails , they proceed to open and daring disobedience , and being hardened in their nature and feelings , become more and more hardened by 14 LEISURE HOURS.
... first practise cunning and falsehood to avoid chas- tisement ; and , when this fails , they proceed to open and daring disobedience , and being hardened in their nature and feelings , become more and more hardened by 14 LEISURE HOURS.
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Página 4 - I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize ; I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs. 'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ; Not a tie will break, not a link will start. Would ye learn the spell ? — a mother sat there ; And a sacred thing is that old Arm-chair.
Página 129 - That, from the inmost darkness of the place, Comes, scarcely felt; — the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh, moist ground, are all instinct with thee.
Página 157 - No, the bugle sounds no more, And the twanging bow no more ; Silent is the ivory shrill Past the heath and up the hill ; There is no mid-forest laugh, Where lone Echo gives the half To some wight, amaz'd to hear Jesting, deep in forest drear.
Página 130 - E'er wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun.
Página 157 - And their minutes buried all Under the down-trodden pall Of the leaves of many years : Many times have winter's shears, Frozen north, and chilling east, Sounded tempests to the feast Of the forest's whispering fleeces, Since men knew nor rent nor leases. No ! the bugle sounds no more...
Página 227 - ... would, in my opinion, .do him very little honour; for sure it is much easier, -much less the subject of admiration, to paint a man with a nose, or any other feature, of a preposterous size, or to expose him in some absurd or monstrous attitude, than to express the affections of men on canvas. It...
Página 47 - I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot; then, at the end of it, to mount a hill called Hungry Hill ; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with a sort of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood, for I had learned before, the death of my father and mother.
Página 194 - Casas, he was conspicuous for his stately and commanding person, which, with his countenance rendered venerable by his gray hairs, gave him the august appearance of a senator of Rome. A modest smile lighted up his features, showing that he enjoyed the state and glory in which he came ; and certainly nothing could be more deeply moving to a mind inflamed by noble ambition, and conscious of having greatly deserved, than these testimonials of the admiration and gratitude of a nation, or rather of a...
Página 14 - How many, hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! "I will rise and go to my father, and say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, "And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.
Página 157 - For he left the merry tale Messenger for spicy ale. Gone the merry morris din, Gone the song of Gamelyn, Gone the tough-belted outlaw Idling in the