Reading Book for the Use of Female Schoolsdirection of the Commissioners of National Education, 1839 - 408 pages |
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... smiling plains , or wastes without a tree , Still will fond memory point our hearts to thee , And paint the pleasures of thy peaceful home ; While pity bids us all thy griefs assuage , And smooth the pillow of thy sinking age . H. K. ...
... smiling plains , or wastes without a tree , Still will fond memory point our hearts to thee , And paint the pleasures of thy peaceful home ; While pity bids us all thy griefs assuage , And smooth the pillow of thy sinking age . H. K. ...
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... smiling at these fantastical customs adopted by other nations , we must not forget that we have ourselves , even in these enlightened times , given way to customs as absurd , and as injurious to the healthy condition of the human body ...
... smiling at these fantastical customs adopted by other nations , we must not forget that we have ourselves , even in these enlightened times , given way to customs as absurd , and as injurious to the healthy condition of the human body ...
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... smile should be always ready for him , that he may feel protected and happy in the atmos- phere of love . It is important , that children , even when babes , should never be witnesses of anger , or any evil passion . Above all things ...
... smile should be always ready for him , that he may feel protected and happy in the atmos- phere of love . It is important , that children , even when babes , should never be witnesses of anger , or any evil passion . Above all things ...
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... smile , And sportive infancy doth share The joys of home awhile . And happy , smiling faces meet The rustic porch before ; While playmates fond , each other greet Around the cottage door . Ah ! who would leave our happy land , Where ...
... smile , And sportive infancy doth share The joys of home awhile . And happy , smiling faces meet The rustic porch before ; While playmates fond , each other greet Around the cottage door . Ah ! who would leave our happy land , Where ...
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... smile , To chase Affliction's gloom , To mitigate the pains that wait Our passage to the tomb . Then give me , Heaven , the soul to feel , The hand to mercy prone ; The eye with kindly drops that flows For sorrows not my own . Be mine ...
... smile , To chase Affliction's gloom , To mitigate the pains that wait Our passage to the tomb . Then give me , Heaven , the soul to feel , The hand to mercy prone ; The eye with kindly drops that flows For sorrows not my own . Be mine ...
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Popular passages
Page 78 - Falsely luxurious ! will not man awake ; And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent hour, To meditation due, and sacred song...
Page 138 - How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting that The sleeping Fox catches no Poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the Grave, as Poor Richard says.
Page 209 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 283 - And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD : and he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace.
Page 210 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies ! And now, farewell.
Page 297 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on! With easy force it opens all the cells Where memory slept. Wherever I have heard A kindred melody, the scene recurs, And with it all its pleasures and its pains.
Page 156 - The other teaches me, that every grain of sand may harbour within it the tribes and the families of a busy population. The one told me of the insignificance of the world I tread upon. The other redeems it from all its insignificance ; for it tells me that in the leaves of every forest, and in the flowers of every garden, and in the waters of every rivulet, there are worlds teeming with life, and numberless as are the glories of the firmament.
Page 297 - THERE is in souls a sympathy with sounds, And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave, Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies.
Page 138 - He that riseth late must trot all Day, and shall scarce overtake his Business at Night; while Laziness travels so slowly, that Poverty soon overtakes him...
Page 115 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.