Reading Book for the Use of Female Schoolsdirection of the Commissioners of National Education, 1839 - 408 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
animal Anon appearance attention beauty beneath birds blessings bright called cheerful child clothes cold colour Cottage dark dear delight Dewlap duty earth emery paper Fairy Rings FANNY father fear feel fire flowers friends fungi gentle give H. F. Lyte habit hand happy happy prisoners happy retreat hath head heart heaven hope hour Indians infant insect Jane Jane Taylor kind LANTERN FLY light live look Lucy MAMMA MASTER means mind mistress morning mother nature nerally nest never night nurse nursling o'er observed once oyster pain parents pass passions persons pleasure punishment putty powder quadruped reason round shining smile soon sorrow soul spirit squaws star sweet taught tears tell temper thee thine thing thou thought turbed turn voice wigwam wings wish young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 115 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.