Cobb's Sequel to the Juvenile Readers: Comprising a Selection of Lessons in Prose and Poetry, from Highly Esteemed American Writers : Designed for the Use of Higher Classes in Schools and Academies : and to Impress the Minds of Youth with Sentiments of Virtue and Religion |
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... bright to guide him , is subject to ridicule , and is obliged , and necessitated to be wholly influenced and directed , and governed by those who have drank of , and whose minds have been well watered and culti- vated by the Pierian ...
... bright to guide him , is subject to ridicule , and is obliged , and necessitated to be wholly influenced and directed , and governed by those who have drank of , and whose minds have been well watered and culti- vated by the Pierian ...
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... bright and animating exam- ples of what can be accomplished by resolution and effort . 3. Indeed , my friends , in the formation of character , per- sonal exertion is the first , the second , and the third virtue . Nothing great or ...
... bright and animating exam- ples of what can be accomplished by resolution and effort . 3. Indeed , my friends , in the formation of character , per- sonal exertion is the first , the second , and the third virtue . Nothing great or ...
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... . The thunder bursts ! its rolling might Seems the firm hills to shake ; And , in terrifick splendour bright , The gathered lightnings break . 6. Yet fear not , shrink not , thou , COBB'S SEQUEL . 23 The Thunder-storm,
... . The thunder bursts ! its rolling might Seems the firm hills to shake ; And , in terrifick splendour bright , The gathered lightnings break . 6. Yet fear not , shrink not , thou , COBB'S SEQUEL . 23 The Thunder-storm,
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... bright cheek adorn ? Pleasure is marked by fleetness , To those who ever roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear home ! 2. There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief , The silver links that lengthen ...
... bright cheek adorn ? Pleasure is marked by fleetness , To those who ever roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear home ! 2. There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief , The silver links that lengthen ...
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... bright beams of joy irradiate the countenance over which sorrow had thrown her deepest shades , just as the bow cast brilliant hues upon the dark cloud in the going down of the sun , I have looked upon religion as a bright angel come ...
... bright beams of joy irradiate the countenance over which sorrow had thrown her deepest shades , just as the bow cast brilliant hues upon the dark cloud in the going down of the sun , I have looked upon religion as a bright angel come ...
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Page 191 - 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...
Page 23 - 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 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Page 191 - Pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods. Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell, Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel: And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Page 196 - For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies...
Page 83 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 109 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene!
Page 54 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone; who can be a companion of thy course?
Page 126 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...
Page 190 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, 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.
Page 79 - Tis life to feel the night-wind That lifts his tossing mane. A moment in the British camp — A moment — and away, Back to the pathless forest Before the peep of day. Grave men there are by broad Santee, Grave men with hoary hairs; Their hearts are all with Marion, For Marion are their prayers. And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming, With smiles like those of summer, And tears like those of spring. For them we wear these trusty arms, And lay them down no more Till we have driven...