The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best Writers : Designed to Assist Young Persons to Read with Propriety and Effect, to Improve Their Language and Sentiments, and to Inculcate Some of the Most Important Principles of Piety and Virtue : with a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good Reading

Portada
Calvin Spaulding, 1819 - 258 páginas
0 Opiniones
Las opiniones no están verificadas, pero Google revisa que no haya contenido falso y lo quita si lo identifica
 

Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario

No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.

Páginas seleccionadas

Contenido

Otras ediciones - Ver todas

Términos y frases comunes

Pasajes populares

Página 170 - Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Página 224 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Página 184 - The next, with dirges due in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 161 - Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
Página 250 - With light and heat refulgent. Then Thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year : And oft Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks : And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales.
Página 81 - As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease.
Página 207 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.
Página 195 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising sun On this delightful' land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew ; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night. With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Página 222 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flow'd. 6 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.
Página 216 - Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure unreprov'd. Nor thence partakes Fresh pleasure only : for the attentive mind, By this harmonious action on her powers Becomes herself harmonious...

Información bibliográfica