The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and PoetryE. and G. Merriam, 1826 |
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18. oldal
... tempered with thoughtful and serious retreat . He who would act like a wise man , and build his house on the rock , and not on the sand , should contemplate hu- man life , not only in the sunshine but in the shade . Let usefulness and ...
... tempered with thoughtful and serious retreat . He who would act like a wise man , and build his house on the rock , and not on the sand , should contemplate hu- man life , not only in the sunshine but in the shade . Let usefulness and ...
19. oldal
... temper and the guilty passions of the bad , frustrate the effect of every advantage which the world con- fers on them . ན་ The external misfortunes of life , disappointments , pover- ty , and sickness , are light in comparison of those ...
... temper and the guilty passions of the bad , frustrate the effect of every advantage which the world con- fers on them . ན་ The external misfortunes of life , disappointments , pover- ty , and sickness , are light in comparison of those ...
21. oldal
... temper , dejects the spirit , and teaches men to fit them- selves for another world , by neglecting the concerns of this . Reveal none of the secrets of thy friend . Be faithful to his interests . Forsake him not in danger . Abhor the ...
... temper , dejects the spirit , and teaches men to fit them- selves for another world , by neglecting the concerns of this . Reveal none of the secrets of thy friend . Be faithful to his interests . Forsake him not in danger . Abhor the ...
23. oldal
... temper , and finally oversets his virtue ? What misery does the vicious man secretly endure ! Ad- versity ! how blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver , in com- parison with those of guilt ! When we have no pleasure in goodness , we may ...
... temper , and finally oversets his virtue ? What misery does the vicious man secretly endure ! Ad- versity ! how blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver , in com- parison with those of guilt ! When we have no pleasure in goodness , we may ...
51. oldal
... Temper the source of Misery to its Possessor . 1. As a suspicious spirit is the source of many crimes and calamities in the world , so it is the spring of certain misery to the person ho indulges it . His friends will Chap . 3 . 51 ...
... Temper the source of Misery to its Possessor . 1. As a suspicious spirit is the source of many crimes and calamities in the world , so it is the spring of certain misery to the person ho indulges it . His friends will Chap . 3 . 51 ...
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219. oldal - 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...
227. oldal - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
228. oldal - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
222. oldal - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, •And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
238. oldal - That, chang'd through all, and yet in all the same ; Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame ; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
223. oldal - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill ; For thou, O Lord ! art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
228. oldal - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given.
188. oldal - Had cheer'd the village with his song, Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied, far off upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark ; So, stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent : Did you admire my lamp...
202. oldal - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.
197. oldal - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.