The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry: Consisting of Narrative, Descriptive, Argumentative, Didactic, Pathetic, and Humorous Pieces; Together with Dialogues, Addresses, Orations, Speeches. &c. Calculated to Improve the Scholar in Reading and Speaking; and to Impress the Minds of Youth with Sentiments of Piety and Virtue. Designed for the Use of Schools and AcademiesPratt, Woodford, Farmer, and Brace, 1854 - 324 pagina's |
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Pagina 30
... fear , friend William , that grace has never appeared to the Indians of North America . " 66 Why not to them as well as all others ? " " If it had appeared to them , " said the king , " they would hardly have treated my subjects so ...
... fear , friend William , that grace has never appeared to the Indians of North America . " 66 Why not to them as well as all others ? " " If it had appeared to them , " said the king , " they would hardly have treated my subjects so ...
Pagina 41
... fear and fatigue , and brought them safely off to Boston . LESSON XX . Battle of Bunker's Hill . - CHARLES BOTTA . 1. WHETHER he was deceived by the resemblance of name , or from some other motive unknown , Colonel Prescott , instead of ...
... fear and fatigue , and brought them safely off to Boston . LESSON XX . Battle of Bunker's Hill . - CHARLES BOTTA . 1. WHETHER he was deceived by the resemblance of name , or from some other motive unknown , Colonel Prescott , instead of ...
Pagina 43
... fear or hope , according to the party he espoused . 16. The English , having advanced within reach of the mus- ketry , the Americans showered upon them a volley of bullets . This terrible fire was so well supported , and so well ...
... fear or hope , according to the party he espoused . 16. The English , having advanced within reach of the mus- ketry , the Americans showered upon them a volley of bullets . This terrible fire was so well supported , and so well ...
Pagina 55
... fear or serve him . And as I passed along , I heard the complaints of the laborers who had reaped down his fields , and the cries of the poor , whose covering he had taken away ; but the sound of feasting and revelry was in his ...
... fear or serve him . And as I passed along , I heard the complaints of the laborers who had reaped down his fields , and the cries of the poor , whose covering he had taken away ; but the sound of feasting and revelry was in his ...
Pagina 66
... fears being somewhat abated , and his appetite quickened by the smell of the victuals , he ap- proached slowly , and , with trembling , ventured to eat . lion then advanced gently , and began to partake , and they fin- ished their meal ...
... fears being somewhat abated , and his appetite quickened by the smell of the victuals , he ap- proached slowly , and , with trembling , ventured to eat . lion then advanced gently , and began to partake , and they fin- ished their meal ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 158 - Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Pagina 185 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Pagina 297 - The wide, the unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works) he must delight in virtue; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Pagina 295 - Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Pagina 300 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Pagina 313 - Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pagina 279 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
Pagina 156 - The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Pagina 294 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Pagina 283 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.