The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry; Consisting of Narrative, Descriptive, Argumentative, Didactic, Pathetic, and Humorous Pieces ... |
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Sivu 9
B “ And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture
forlorn ; So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , The bright and the balmy
effulgence of morn . See truth , love , and mercy , in triumph descending , And ...
B “ And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture
forlorn ; So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , The bright and the balmy
effulgence of morn . See truth , love , and mercy , in triumph descending , And ...
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Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
answered appeared arms army battle beauty began blood born called cause command cried dark dead death desire died earth enemy English enter eyes fall father fear fire gave give ground hand happy hast head hear heard heart heaven hill honor hope hour human Italy judge kind king land length LESSON live look lord lost master mean mind morning nature never night o'er object offered once passed pleasure poor present Pronounced reason received remain replied rest returned rich rise Roman seen side sleep smile soon soul speak spirit stand Tell thee thing thou thought thousand truth turned virtue voice whole wise wish young youth
Suositut otteet
Sivu 156 - The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Sivu 158 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sivu 8 - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Sivu 10 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends , — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.