The National Magazine: Devoted to Literature, Art, and Religion, Volume 7Abel Stevens, James Floy Carlton & Phillips, 1855 |
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... cause has re- ceived a new impulse . The present num- ber of pupils in our sixteen institutions is not far from twelve hundred , the number of pupils having doubled , and of schools more than doubled , within the last ten years . Our ...
... cause has re- ceived a new impulse . The present num- ber of pupils in our sixteen institutions is not far from twelve hundred , the number of pupils having doubled , and of schools more than doubled , within the last ten years . Our ...
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... causing the waters of the surrounding re- gion to flow in part northward into the lake , and in part southward into the Elan- itic gulf . This natural barrier , which was not long ago discovered , is deemed by many sufficient to explode ...
... causing the waters of the surrounding re- gion to flow in part northward into the lake , and in part southward into the Elan- itic gulf . This natural barrier , which was not long ago discovered , is deemed by many sufficient to explode ...
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... causing a vol- cano , punished those guilty men , and con- verted the fruitful vale into a barren and unsightly desert . " According to this view , which seems to us highly rational , it is not at all likely that any of the over ...
... causing a vol- cano , punished those guilty men , and con- verted the fruitful vale into a barren and unsightly desert . " According to this view , which seems to us highly rational , it is not at all likely that any of the over ...
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... cause of our grief . Sometimes she would forget and laugh , and then in a moment she would look grave and say : " I will laugh when mamma is better . " The doctor looked more and more solemn every day , and at last he called me aside ...
... cause of our grief . Sometimes she would forget and laugh , and then in a moment she would look grave and say : " I will laugh when mamma is better . " The doctor looked more and more solemn every day , and at last he called me aside ...
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... cause we observe the eighth day with gladness , on which Jesus rose from the dead . " 66 In the same century , the heathen Pliny writes to the Emperor Trajan , " That the Christians were wont to meet on a certain day , and sing hymns to ...
... cause we observe the eighth day with gladness , on which Jesus rose from the dead . " 66 In the same century , the heathen Pliny writes to the Emperor Trajan , " That the Christians were wont to meet on a certain day , and sing hymns to ...
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Página 4 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school.
Página 7 - Now lost to all : her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Página 30 - Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of Power divine, Supremest Wisdom, and primeval Love. 19 Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Página 7 - Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits...
Página 5 - For, e'en though vanquished, he could argue still, While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Página 6 - Yet count our gains! This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
Página 9 - Redress the rigors of the inclement clime ; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain ; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain : Teach him, that states of native strength possest...
Página 341 - Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength : He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted, Neither turneth he back from the sword.
Página 46 - For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth : and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind. But be ye glad and rejoice for ever in that which I create : for, behold, I create Jerusalem a rejoicing, and her people a joy.
Página 132 - John ! Toss the light ball, bestride the stick (I knew so many cakes would make him sick). With fancies buoyant as the thistledown, Prompting the face grotesque and antic brisk With many a lamblike frisk ! (He's got the scissors snipping at your gown !) Thou pretty opening rose...