Introduction to the English Reader: Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Calculated to Improve the Younger Classes of Learners in Reading ... From the Last English Edition

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Collins & Company, 1831 - Readers, English - 150 pages
 

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Page 91 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view ! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys, warm and low ; The windy summit, wild and high, "Roughly rushing on the sky ! The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tower, The naked rock, the shady bower ; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Page 90 - I then came home, and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family.
Page 152 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Page 134 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 122 - Rest, little young One, rest ; thou hast forgot the day When my father found thee first in places far away...
Page 90 - I saved my money. As I grew up, came into the world, and observed the actions of men, I thought I met with many, very many, who gave too much for the whistle.
Page 155 - My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.
Page 122 - What ails thee, young one? what? Why pull so at thy cord ? Is it not well with thee? — well both for bed and board? Thy plot of grass is soft, and green as grass can be ; Rest, little young one, rest ; what is't that aileth thee ? "What is it thou wouldst seek?
Page 153 - ... what is this absorbs me quite steals my senses shuts my sight drowns my...
Page 155 - God. 4 Amazing- knowledge, vast and great ! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there.

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