The Practical Teacher, Τόμος 3

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T. Nelson, 1884
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Σελίδα 22 - Like a Poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Σελίδα cccix - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
Σελίδα 67 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey ? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Σελίδα 229 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with 'em, " Brutus " will start a spirit as soon as
Σελίδα 130 - A shout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.
Σελίδα cxxviii - Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.
Σελίδα cxcii - In vain for him th' officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; Nor friends, nor sacred home.
Σελίδα 21 - Higher still and higher from the earth thou springest like a cloud of fire ; the blue deep thou wingest, and singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning of the sunken sun o'er which clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Σελίδα cccxi - Blest above; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky!
Σελίδα 129 - Etrurian shades High overarched embower, or scattered sedge Afloat, when with fierce winds Orion armed Hath vexed the Red Sea coast, whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and his Memphian chivalry, While with perfidious hatred they pursued The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld From the safe shore their floating carcases And broken chariot wheels: so thick bestrewn Abject and lost lay these, covering the flood, Under amazement of their hideous change. He called so loud, that all the hollow deep Of hell resounded...

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