Reading Book for the Use of Female Schoolsdirection of the Commissioners of National Education, 1839 - 408 páginas |
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... sorrow points its dart ; When Death , unerring , aims the blow Which cleaves a brother's heart ; Then , Sympathy ! ' tis thine to lull The sufferer's soul to rest ; To feel each pang , to share each throb , And ease his troubled breast ...
... sorrow points its dart ; When Death , unerring , aims the blow Which cleaves a brother's heart ; Then , Sympathy ! ' tis thine to lull The sufferer's soul to rest ; To feel each pang , to share each throb , And ease his troubled breast ...
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... sorrows not my own . Be mine the cause of Misery's child— Be mine the wish sincere , To pluck the sting that wounds his breast , And heal it with a tear . - Anon . INSTINCTIVE LOVE OF THEIR YOUNG IN THE BRUTE AND FEATHERED CREATION ...
... sorrows not my own . Be mine the cause of Misery's child— Be mine the wish sincere , To pluck the sting that wounds his breast , And heal it with a tear . - Anon . INSTINCTIVE LOVE OF THEIR YOUNG IN THE BRUTE AND FEATHERED CREATION ...
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... Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy , Mortal , fly from doubt and sorrow , God provideth for the morrow ! Say , with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than 36 READING BOOK . The Lilies of the Field.
... Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy , Mortal , fly from doubt and sorrow , God provideth for the morrow ! Say , with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than 36 READING BOOK . The Lilies of the Field.
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... sorrow , God provideth for the morrow ! One there lives whose guardian eye Guides our humble destiny ; One there lives , who , Lord of all , Keeps our feathers lest they fall , Pass we blithely , then , the time , Fearless of the snare ...
... sorrow , God provideth for the morrow ! One there lives whose guardian eye Guides our humble destiny ; One there lives , who , Lord of all , Keeps our feathers lest they fall , Pass we blithely , then , the time , Fearless of the snare ...
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... sorrows and desires . - Johnson . It is a great satisfaction to me , that my daughters will be educated well , and taught to depend upon themselves , and not upon others , for their happiness in this world ; for , if their hearts be ...
... sorrows and desires . - Johnson . It is a great satisfaction to me , that my daughters will be educated well , and taught to depend upon themselves , and not upon others , for their happiness in this world ; for , if their hearts be ...
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Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 115 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.