A Collection, in Prose and Verse, for the Use of Schools |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 36
Page 6
... kind . When I returned home , I opened the trea- sure and set it before her . She burst into tears with extacy.- .- " These , my child , " said I , " are yours , be- cause you believed me , when I told you it would be better for you to ...
... kind . When I returned home , I opened the trea- sure and set it before her . She burst into tears with extacy.- .- " These , my child , " said I , " are yours , be- cause you believed me , when I told you it would be better for you to ...
Page 11
... kind , ought to be cherished , or at least not injured . The heart of sensibility bleeds for misery wherever it is seen . No amusement can be ra- tional that is founded on another's pain . I know you take delight in bird - nesting ; I ...
... kind , ought to be cherished , or at least not injured . The heart of sensibility bleeds for misery wherever it is seen . No amusement can be ra- tional that is founded on another's pain . I know you take delight in bird - nesting ; I ...
Page 12
... kind . But he who , after admonition , de- lights in misery , or sports with life , must have a dispo- sition and a heart I should blush to own : he is nei- ther qualified to be happy himself , nor will he ever make others so . " TIME ...
... kind . But he who , after admonition , de- lights in misery , or sports with life , must have a dispo- sition and a heart I should blush to own : he is nei- ther qualified to be happy himself , nor will he ever make others so . " TIME ...
Page 20
... kind of familiarity from the people in the ship . It frequent- ly slept with the sailors in their hammocks ; suffered punishment , when it had done wrong , with the great- est patience ; would often play with a dog which was on board ...
... kind of familiarity from the people in the ship . It frequent- ly slept with the sailors in their hammocks ; suffered punishment , when it had done wrong , with the great- est patience ; would often play with a dog which was on board ...
Page 50
... kind of death or swoon ; and they do not revive till the gentle heat of spring penetrates to their retreats . Some sorts of birds , at the approach of winter , undertake long journeys , to seek in other regions suitable food , and a ...
... kind of death or swoon ; and they do not revive till the gentle heat of spring penetrates to their retreats . Some sorts of birds , at the approach of winter , undertake long journeys , to seek in other regions suitable food , and a ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Abdallah animals APPEARANCES OF NATURE beauty Bible birds blessings body camel CANUTE charity Christ Christian clouds creatures dark death delight divine dromedary duty earth echo recorded eternal Everard Digby eyes faith fall father feel feet fieldfare fire flowers friends give glory God's grace green days guilt GUNPOWDER PLOT Gymnosophists hand happy hath heard heart heaven holy honour hour human inhabitants insects kind king labour lava light LISBON live look Lord mercy mind month morning mountain Nearchus never night o'er Ottaiano parents peace persons plant pleasure poor praise prayer rocks Sabat Sabbath SABBATH SCHOOLS sacred scene Scriptures season sing smile soon soul spirit spring sweet tears tender thee thine thing thou thought tide tion Torre del Greco trees tremely truth Vegeta Vesuvius virtue voice wind wings winter wise young
Popular passages
Page 211 - Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn, or animated bust, Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of Death...
Page 257 - But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not thee, marks not the mighty hand, That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres; Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring ; Flings from the sun direct the flaming day; Feeds every creature ; hurls the tempest forth; And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life.
Page 45 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Page 185 - 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. The service past, around the pious man, With ready zeal, each honest rustic ran ; E'en children follow'd, with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile...
Page 88 - What time the daisy decks the green Thy certain voice we hear ; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers. The schoolboy wandering thro' the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear, And imitates thy lay.
Page 136 - What is the reason, said I, that the tide I see rises out of a thick mist at one end, and again loses itself in a thick mist at the other? What thou seest, said he, is that portion of eternity which is called time, measured out by the sun, and reaching from the beginning of the world to its consummation. Examine now...
Page 219 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed : Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Page 184 - 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.
Page 258 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh ye hills ; ye mossy rocks Retain the sound ; the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns, And His unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands, all awake ; a boundless song Burst from the groves ; and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night His praise.
Page 136 - When he had raised my thoughts by those transporting airs which he played, to taste the pleasures of his conversation, as I looked upon him like one astonished, he beckoned to me, and by the waving of his hand directed me to approach the place where he sat.