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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... Hope beyond the Grave Hannah More • The Two Weavers Crabbe • The Mother's Funeral Wordsworth The Pet Lamb · Scott • • • . Montgomery Coleridge Southey Campbell Moore • • Hymn of the Hebrew Maid Night Prayer · • Hymn : Vale of Chamouny ...
... Hope beyond the Grave Hannah More • The Two Weavers Crabbe • The Mother's Funeral Wordsworth The Pet Lamb · Scott • • • . Montgomery Coleridge Southey Campbell Moore • • Hymn of the Hebrew Maid Night Prayer · • Hymn : Vale of Chamouny ...
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... hope , " resumed the dial - plate , " we shall all immediately return to our duty ; for the maids will lie in bed if we stand idling thus . " Upon this the weights , who had never been accused of light conduct , used all their influence ...
... hope , " resumed the dial - plate , " we shall all immediately return to our duty ; for the maids will lie in bed if we stand idling thus . " Upon this the weights , who had never been accused of light conduct , used all their influence ...
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... hope for more . My life , if Thou preservest my life , Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death , when death shall be my docm , Shall join my soul to Thee . JOSEPH ADDISON PROVIDENCE . THE Lord my pasture shall prepare 42 The Traveller's Hymn.
... hope for more . My life , if Thou preservest my life , Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death , when death shall be my docm , Shall join my soul to Thee . JOSEPH ADDISON PROVIDENCE . THE Lord my pasture shall prepare 42 The Traveller's Hymn.
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... HOPE springs eternal in the human breast ; Man never is , but always to be blest : The soul , uneasy and confined from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian , whose untutor❜d mind Sees God in clouds , and ...
... HOPE springs eternal in the human breast ; Man never is , but always to be blest : The soul , uneasy and confined from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian , whose untutor❜d mind Sees God in clouds , and ...
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... as Poor Richard says . " So what signifies wishing and hoping for better times ? We may make these times better , if we bestir ourselves . ' Industry need not wish , and he that lives 56 POOR RICHARD'S MAXIMS . upon hope will die fasting.
... as Poor Richard says . " So what signifies wishing and hoping for better times ? We may make these times better , if we bestir ourselves . ' Industry need not wish , and he that lives 56 POOR RICHARD'S MAXIMS . upon hope will die fasting.
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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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الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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!
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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?
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.