The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry : Selected from the Best Writers ; Designed to Assist Young Persons to Read with Propriety and Effect ; Improve Their Language and Sentiments ; and to Inculcate Some of the Most Important Principles of Piety and Virtue : with a Few Preliminary Observations on the Principles of Good Reading
E. & E. Hosford, 1821 - 264 pages
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Antiparos appear Archbishop of Cambray attention balance of happiness Bayle beauty behold BLAIR blessing Caius Verres cerns character cheerful comforts dark daugh death delight Democritus Dioclesian distress divine dread earth enemies enjoy enjoyment envy eternity ev'ry evil eyes father favour feel folly fortune friendship Fundanus gentle give ground happiness hast Hazael heart heaven Heraclitus honour hope human indulge innocence Jugurtha kind king labours live look Lord mankind Micipsa midst mind misery Mount Etna nature never noble Numidia o'er oper countenance ourselves pain pass passions pause peace person pleasures possession pow'r praise present pride prince proper Pythias reason religion render rest rich rise Roman Senate scene SECTION sense shade shining Sicily smile sorrow soul sound spirit suffer temper tempest thee things thou thought tion truth vanity vice virtue virtuous voice wisdom wise youth
Page 225 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 231 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 194 - With thee conversing, I forget all time; All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 226 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Page 184 - 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 28 - He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?
Page 28 - Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
Page 199 - Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.