The Revised Lesson Book for Standard I(-vi) of the Revised Code of the Committee of Council on EducationSimpkin Marshall, 1864 |
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... express the author's ideas in our own words . In this exercise the memory is ex- erted , and the style is improved . We make what we write our own ; and we rise above an employment that is merely manual and mechanical . A proper variety ...
... express the author's ideas in our own words . In this exercise the memory is ex- erted , and the style is improved . We make what we write our own ; and we rise above an employment that is merely manual and mechanical . A proper variety ...
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... express'd ; Their welfare pleas'd him , and their cares distress'd : To them his heart , his love , his griefs , were given , But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven . As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form , Swells from ...
... express'd ; Their welfare pleas'd him , and their cares distress'd : To them his heart , his love , his griefs , were given , But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven . As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form , Swells from ...
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... express'd his fear ; Each different age and sex reveal'd its pain , In now a louder , now a lower strain : While the meek father , listening to their tones , Swell'd the full cadence of the grief by groans . The elder sister strove her ...
... express'd his fear ; Each different age and sex reveal'd its pain , In now a louder , now a lower strain : While the meek father , listening to their tones , Swell'd the full cadence of the grief by groans . The elder sister strove her ...
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... express delight , it was this : if they had meant to make signs of their happiness , they could not have done it more intelligibly . Suppose , then , what there is no reason to doubt , each indi- vidual of this number to be in a state ...
... express delight , it was this : if they had meant to make signs of their happiness , they could not have done it more intelligibly . Suppose , then , what there is no reason to doubt , each indi- vidual of this number to be in a state ...
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... thee ? And in thy high and holy hill , Who shall a dweller be ? - " The man that walketh uprightly , And worketh righteousness , And as he thinketh in his heart , So doth he truth express . " 152 THE ELDER'S DEATH - BED . Ere the psalm.
... thee ? And in thy high and holy hill , Who shall a dweller be ? - " The man that walketh uprightly , And worketh righteousness , And as he thinketh in his heart , So doth he truth express . " 152 THE ELDER'S DEATH - BED . Ere the psalm.
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Términos y frases comunes
accent ANDREW MARVEL BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beauty beneath birds bone BORN breath called cheerful clouds cried dark death delight DIED divine doth dread earth eternal eyes faint falling father fear fire Gil Blas give grave hand happiness head hear heart heaven hill honour horse humour HYMN Indians inflection JAMES THOMSON JOHN MILTON JOSEPH ADDISON labour land light living look Lord mercy mind morning mountain nature never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pause peace pendulum pleasure Poor Richard says POOR RICHARD'S MAXIMS praise prayer Principal Works.-The reason religion replied rest revenge ROBERT SOUTHEY rope round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade silent sleep song soul South Stack spirit stranger sweet thee thine things THOMAS GRAY thou hast thought THRALE tion tree truth turn vale virtue voice wandering WILLIAM COWPER William Penn winds wings words young
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Página 86 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Página 149 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior!
Página 21 - It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown...
Página 77 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Página 36 - Crafty men contemn studies, simple men admire them, and wise men use them: for they teach not their own use; but that is a wisdom without them and above them, won by observation.
Página 55 - 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 121 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain— Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon?
Página 27 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's Great Author rise...
Página 27 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Página 131 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.