The Juvenile Mentor; Or, Select Readings ...Picket, 1825 - 262 pagini |
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Pagina 21
... delight- ful and tempting the fruit looks ! What fine grapes ! Some purple , and others almost black . I see no tree in the gar- den that looks in so blooming a state . All have lost their fruit : but this fine one seems in the highest ...
... delight- ful and tempting the fruit looks ! What fine grapes ! Some purple , and others almost black . I see no tree in the gar- den that looks in so blooming a state . All have lost their fruit : but this fine one seems in the highest ...
Pagina 27
... delight , that never fails to arise from the pleasing reflection of having raised honest poverty 5 happiness and plenty ! 0 น Arthur , Adrian , and the Gardener . 1. ADRIAN had frequently heard his father say , that chil- dren had but ...
... delight , that never fails to arise from the pleasing reflection of having raised honest poverty 5 happiness and plenty ! 0 น Arthur , Adrian , and the Gardener . 1. ADRIAN had frequently heard his father say , that chil- dren had but ...
Pagina 33
... delight , and their brilliant appearance attracted all his attention . " Oh , " said little Henry , " that it were al- ways spring ! " His father desired him to write that wish also in his pocket book . 3. The trees which lately were ...
... delight , and their brilliant appearance attracted all his attention . " Oh , " said little Henry , " that it were al- ways spring ! " His father desired him to write that wish also in his pocket book . 3. The trees which lately were ...
Pagina 51
... delight ; ́ and though overawed by her manner , she could not help turning again to take another look at the first speaker . She beheld her still offering her presents , with so bewitching an air , that she felt it scarcely possible to ...
... delight ; ́ and though overawed by her manner , she could not help turning again to take another look at the first speaker . She beheld her still offering her presents , with so bewitching an air , that she felt it scarcely possible to ...
Pagina 80
... delight his eyes ; he broke out into lamentations of despair , till , fainting under the weight of his grief , he sunk into a fit , and was conveyed to the house of a philanthropic person in the neighbourhood . 5. In this hospitable ...
... delight his eyes ; he broke out into lamentations of despair , till , fainting under the weight of his grief , he sunk into a fit , and was conveyed to the house of a philanthropic person in the neighbourhood . 5. In this hospitable ...
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Pagina 87 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Pagina 255 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Pagina 252 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black...
Pagina 249 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
Pagina 191 - Gladness grew in me upon the discovery of so delightful a scene. I •wished for the wings of an eagle, that I might fly away to those happy seats ; but the Genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. "The islands...
Pagina 247 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pagina 247 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Pagina 249 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Pagina 248 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Pagina 249 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the whilst? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...