Introduction to the English Reader: Or, A Selection of Pieces, in Prose and Poetry, Calculated to Improve the Younger Classes of Learners in Reading, and to Imbue Their Minds with the Love of Virtue. To which are Added, Rules and Observations for Assisting Children to Read with ProprietyE. T. Scott, 1824 - 166 pages |
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... Canute and his courtiers - Flattery reproved , 2. The two robbers . 68 We often condemn in others what we practice ourselves , 88NN 69 3. A family conversation on the slavery of negroes , 71 4. The father redeemed from slavery by his ...
... Canute and his courtiers - Flattery reproved , 2. The two robbers . 68 We often condemn in others what we practice ourselves , 88NN 69 3. A family conversation on the slavery of negroes , 71 4. The father redeemed from slavery by his ...
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... . That happy land is our home ; we are to be here but for a little while , and there for ever , even for eternal ages . BARBAULD . CHAPTER V. DIALOGUES . SECTION I. CANUTE AND HIS COURTIERS Chap . 4 . 67 Descriptive Pieces .
... . That happy land is our home ; we are to be here but for a little while , and there for ever , even for eternal ages . BARBAULD . CHAPTER V. DIALOGUES . SECTION I. CANUTE AND HIS COURTIERS Chap . 4 . 67 Descriptive Pieces .
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... CANUTE AND HIS COURTIERS . Flattery reproved . Canute . IS it true , my friends , as you have often told me , that I am the greatest of monarchs ? Offa . It is true , my liege ; you are the most powerful of all kings . Oswald . We are ...
... CANUTE AND HIS COURTIERS . Flattery reproved . Canute . IS it true , my friends , as you have often told me , that I am the greatest of monarchs ? Offa . It is true , my liege ; you are the most powerful of all kings . Oswald . We are ...
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... Canute . Well does the sea obey my commands ? If it be my subject , it is a very rebellious subject . See how it swells , and dashes the angry foam and salt spray over my sacred person ? Vile sycophants ! did you think I was the dupe of ...
... Canute . Well does the sea obey my commands ? If it be my subject , it is a very rebellious subject . See how it swells , and dashes the angry foam and salt spray over my sacred person ? Vile sycophants ! did you think I was the dupe of ...
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amongst animal Arachne BARBAULD beauty behold birdlime birds bless'd blessed bosom breast brother Canute cheerful colour creatures cries delight Demetrius earth ECONOMY OF HUMAN Euphronius ev'ry eyes father favour feet flowers fond French consul fruit gentle give gratitude green woodpecker ground hand happiness harity Hast thou hear heart heaven henbane honour horse insect kind king labour live look looking-glass Lord louis d'ors manner mind morning mother negroes nest never night o'er obey obliged observed Offa orange colour ostrich Ouran-Outang parents peace Perrin persons pleasure poor pow'r praise reader red pulp replied rest returned rise river Robber Robert rose SECTION III SECTION VII slaves sleep Socrates soul spring stranger stream sweet tears tender Tetuan thee ther thine thing Thracian tion tree Tutor virtue viscus voice walk William wings words young youth
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Page 154 - Hark! they whisper: angels say, "Sister spirit, come away!" What is this absorbs me quite, — Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath?
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 131 - LET dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise ; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Page 125 - I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there; The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play, When they are angry, roar like lions for their prey. " Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky; Night and day thou art safe, — our cottage is hard by. Why bleat so after me? Why pull so at thy chain? Sleep — and at break of day I will come to thee again...
Page 114 - Nature expects mankind should share The duties of the public care. Who's born for sloth ? * To some we find The ploughshare's annual toil assign'd : Some at the sounding anvil glow: Some the swift-sliding shuttle throw; Some, studious of the wind and tide, From pole to pole our commerce guide: Some (taught by industry) impart With hands and feet the works of art; * Barrow.
Page 140 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who tanght that heaven-directed spire to rise ? ' The Man of Ross,
Page 113 - IN other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye ; Each little speck and blemish find, To our own stronger errors blind. A Turkey, tir'd of common food, Forsook the barn, and sought the wood ; Behind her ran an infant train, Collecting here and there a grain. * Draw near, my Birds...
Page 140 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Page 90 - ... the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers, and sisters, and cousins, understanding the bargain I had made, told me I had given four times as much for it as it was worth...
Page 79 - I counted fifteen church steeples ; and I saw several gentlemen's houses peeping out from the midst of green woods and plantations ; and I could trace the windings of the river all along the low grounds, till it was lost behind a ridge of hills.