An American Selection of Lessons in Reading and Speaking: Calculated to Improve the Minds and Refine the Taste of Youth : to which are Prefixed, Rules in Elocution, and Directions for Expressing the Principal Passions of the MindPublished and sold by David Hogan, 1809 - 230 pagini |
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Pagina 25
... objects . Vain attempts ! They were attracted by a powerful charm , and turned again towards Calista . He blushed as well as she , while a sweet emotion , till then un- felt , produced a kind of fluttering in his heart , and confu- sion ...
... objects . Vain attempts ! They were attracted by a powerful charm , and turned again towards Calista . He blushed as well as she , while a sweet emotion , till then un- felt , produced a kind of fluttering in his heart , and confu- sion ...
Pagina 32
... objects which the prospect af- forded . The philosopher interpreted all this ; and he could but slightly censure the creed from which it arose . 25. They had not been long arrived , when a number of La Roche's parishoners who had heard ...
... objects which the prospect af- forded . The philosopher interpreted all this ; and he could but slightly censure the creed from which it arose . 25. They had not been long arrived , when a number of La Roche's parishoners who had heard ...
Pagina 40
... objects will remain to the last of life on the minds of every man who was present . 5. The growing duskiness of the evening added to the Scenery , and the whole marked a character of that juncture , that would make one of the finest ...
... objects will remain to the last of life on the minds of every man who was present . 5. The growing duskiness of the evening added to the Scenery , and the whole marked a character of that juncture , that would make one of the finest ...
Pagina 61
... objects of terror ? - This house in which I lost thee ; this sacred dome in which repose thy ashes ; these children - Ah ! my blood chills at the view of those tender images of thy beauty , those art- less voices call for their mother ...
... objects of terror ? - This house in which I lost thee ; this sacred dome in which repose thy ashes ; these children - Ah ! my blood chills at the view of those tender images of thy beauty , those art- less voices call for their mother ...
Pagina 63
... objects , and at one fire killed every person in it . 3. This happened to be the family of Logan , who had long been distinguished as the friend of the whites . This unworthy return provoked his vengeance . He accordingly signalized ...
... objects , and at one fire killed every person in it . 3. This happened to be the family of Logan , who had long been distinguished as the friend of the whites . This unworthy return provoked his vengeance . He accordingly signalized ...
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Pagina 207 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 214 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 216 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Pagina 213 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory...
Pagina 79 - I then came home, and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers, and sisters, and cousins, understanding the bargain...
Pagina 190 - WE all of us complain of the shortness of time, saith Seneca, and yet have much more than we know what to do with. Our lives, says he, are spent either in doing nothing at all, or in doing nothing to the purpose, or in doing nothing that we ought to do. We are always complaining our days are few, and acting as though there would be no end of them.
Pagina 153 - Italy, bind, scourge, torture with fire and red hot plates of iron, and at last put to the infamous death of the cross, a Roman citizen ? Shall neither the cries of innocence expiring in agony, nor the tears of pitying spectators, nor the majesty of the Roman commonwealth, nor the...
Pagina 169 - All sly, slow things, with circumspective eyes : Men in their loose, unguarded hours they take ; Not that themselves are wise, but others weak.
Pagina 208 - Long in his highness' favor, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience ; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em !
Pagina 217 - When that rash humor, which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful ? Bru. Yes, Cassius ; and, from henceforth, When you are over-earnest with your Brutus, He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so.