The School Reader. Fifth Book: Designed as a Sequel to Sanders' Fouth Reader. Part First, Containing Full Instructions in the Rhetorical Principles of Reading Or Speaking, Illustrated by Numerous Examples. Part Second, Consisting of Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry from Various Eloquent Writers, Accompanied with Notes, Explanatory of Such Historical Or Classical Allusions, as the Several Lessons Contain: for the Use of Academies and the Highest Classes in Common and Select Schools |
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... Scene enhances the Beauty of the R. W. Emerson , 422 .Richard Glover , 424 .N . P. Willis , 425 Wayland , 429 do . 432 Young , 436 Mrs. Sigourney , 438 Chancellor Kent , 439 W. Irving , 440 Jay , 441 R. Montgomery , 442 E. L. Magoon ...
... Scene enhances the Beauty of the R. W. Emerson , 422 .Richard Glover , 424 .N . P. Willis , 425 Wayland , 429 do . 432 Young , 436 Mrs. Sigourney , 438 Chancellor Kent , 439 W. Irving , 440 Jay , 441 R. Montgomery , 442 E. L. Magoon ...
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... scenes of those dark ages . Lo ! unvailed the scenes of those dark cages . 7. Did you say " ice cream , " or " I scream ? " 5. Let the following examples be repeatedly read , —giving each sound its due degree of expression , -until they ...
... scenes of those dark ages . Lo ! unvailed the scenes of those dark cages . 7. Did you say " ice cream , " or " I scream ? " 5. Let the following examples be repeatedly read , —giving each sound its due degree of expression , -until they ...
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... [ SCENE before the Gates of the Tower.— GLOSTER with servants . } Gloster . - I am come to survey the Tower this day ; Since Henry's death , I fear there is conveyance . Where are these warders , that they wait not here ? Open the gates ...
... [ SCENE before the Gates of the Tower.— GLOSTER with servants . } Gloster . - I am come to survey the Tower this day ; Since Henry's death , I fear there is conveyance . Where are these warders , that they wait not here ? Open the gates ...
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... scene ! For this ye come . - What ! is our nature fierce ? Or is there that in mortal agony , From which the soul , exulting in its strength , Doth learn immortal lessons ? 9. The following dialogue by Mrs. Hemans , portrays the ...
... scene ! For this ye come . - What ! is our nature fierce ? Or is there that in mortal agony , From which the soul , exulting in its strength , Doth learn immortal lessons ? 9. The following dialogue by Mrs. Hemans , portrays the ...
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... scenes we survey , — O , then blest is the man who can freely repose In the heart of a friend all his joys and his woes ! 6. The DACTYL is a foot which consists of three syllables ; - the first is long ; and the second and third are ...
... scenes we survey , — O , then blest is the man who can freely repose In the heart of a friend all his joys and his woes ! 6. The DACTYL is a foot which consists of three syllables ; - the first is long ; and the second and third are ...
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Page 353 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, — • It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
Page 357 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Page 131 - I profess, sir, in my career hitherto, to have kept steadily in view the prosperity and honor of the whole country, and the preservation of our federal Union. It is to that Union we owe our safety at home, and our consideration and dignity abroad. It is to that Union that we are chiefly indebted for whatever makes us most proud of our country.
Page 341 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 152 - To make the weight for the winds ; And he weigheth the waters by measure. When he made a decree for the rain, And a way for the lightning of the thunder : Then did he see it, and declare it ; He prepared it, yea, and searched it out.
Page 191 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!
Page 31 - And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind. He made darkness his secret place ; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Page 191 - Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Page 305 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Page 163 - A million torches lighted by thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power, accomplish thy command. All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss, What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light, A glorious company of golden streams, Lamps of celestial ether burning bright, Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.