The Ackworth reading book, being selections from the best English authors in prose and poetry, for the use of Ackworth school, by W. Pollard1865 |
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Σελίδα 20
... walk through the midst of thy sanctuary , amidst those golden candlesticks , which have long suffered a dimness amongst us through the violence of those that had seized them , and were more taken with the mention of their gold than of ...
... walk through the midst of thy sanctuary , amidst those golden candlesticks , which have long suffered a dimness amongst us through the violence of those that had seized them , and were more taken with the mention of their gold than of ...
Σελίδα 23
... walk , or a gravel - pit in all Greece , but the ancient name of it is become a term of art in poetry . By this means small poets have such a stock of able hard words lying by them , that signify nothing at all ; and such a world of ...
... walk , or a gravel - pit in all Greece , but the ancient name of it is become a term of art in poetry . By this means small poets have such a stock of able hard words lying by them , that signify nothing at all ; and such a world of ...
Σελίδα 25
... walk as companions in this so pleasant a path . FAITH . I had thought , dear friend , to have had your company quite from our town ; but you did get the start of me ; wherefore I was forced to come thus much of the way alone . CHR . How ...
... walk as companions in this so pleasant a path . FAITH . I had thought , dear friend , to have had your company quite from our town ; but you did get the start of me ; wherefore I was forced to come thus much of the way alone . CHR . How ...
Σελίδα 34
... walks and the arbours , where he delighted to be : and here they tarried and slept . Now I beheld in my dream that they talked more in their sleep at this time than ever they did in all their journey ; and , being in a muse thereabout ...
... walks and the arbours , where he delighted to be : and here they tarried and slept . Now I beheld in my dream that they talked more in their sleep at this time than ever they did in all their journey ; and , being in a muse thereabout ...
Σελίδα 37
... walk and talk shall be every day with the King , even all the days of eternity . There you shall not see again such ... walking in his righteousness . ' The men then asked , " What must we do in the holy place ? " To whom it was answered ...
... walk and talk shall be every day with the King , even all the days of eternity . There you shall not see again such ... walking in his righteousness . ' The men then asked , " What must we do in the holy place ? " To whom it was answered ...
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Σελίδα 370 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Σελίδα 388 - 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.
Σελίδα 62 - And he gave it for his opinion, " that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground, where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than, the whole race of politicians put together.
Σελίδα 392 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Σελίδα 367 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Σελίδα 421 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Σελίδα 369 - So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Σελίδα 386 - 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. Th...
Σελίδα 393 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
Σελίδα 421 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.