The Juvenile Mentor; Or, Select Readings ...Picket, 1825 - 262 páginas |
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Página 62
... mouth which speaketh unto you . And ye shall tell my father of all my glory in Egypt , and all which ye have seen ; and ye shall haste and bring down my father hither . 26. And he fell upon his brother Benjamin's neck , 62 JUVENILE MENTOR .
... mouth which speaketh unto you . And ye shall tell my father of all my glory in Egypt , and all which ye have seen ; and ye shall haste and bring down my father hither . 26. And he fell upon his brother Benjamin's neck , 62 JUVENILE MENTOR .
Página 78
... glory in the sacrifice . " Hav- ing thus expressed himself , he presented his head to the friends of the deceased Chactaw , and they accepted it ; he then extended himself over the trunk of a tree , when , with a hatchet , they severed ...
... glory in the sacrifice . " Hav- ing thus expressed himself , he presented his head to the friends of the deceased Chactaw , and they accepted it ; he then extended himself over the trunk of a tree , when , with a hatchet , they severed ...
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... glory . Their pleasures are moderate , and therefore they endure ; their repose is short , but sound and undisturbed . Their blood is pure ; their minds are serene ; and the physician does not find the way to their habitations ...
... glory . Their pleasures are moderate , and therefore they endure ; their repose is short , but sound and undisturbed . Their blood is pure ; their minds are serene ; and the physician does not find the way to their habitations ...
Página 166
... glory of his Father ; he has received power from on high . 6. Mourn not , therefore , child of immortality ! for the spoiler , the cruel spoiler , that laid waste the works of God , is subdued . Jesus has conquered death ; child of ...
... glory of his Father ; he has received power from on high . 6. Mourn not , therefore , child of immortality ! for the spoiler , the cruel spoiler , that laid waste the works of God , is subdued . Jesus has conquered death ; child of ...
Página 167
... glory of the high God . We cannot see him here , but we will love him here . We must be now on earth , but we will often think on Heaven . That happy land is our home ; we are to be here but for a little while , and there forever , even ...
... glory of the high God . We cannot see him here , but we will love him here . We must be now on earth , but we will often think on Heaven . That happy land is our home ; we are to be here but for a little while , and there forever , even ...
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affection Amelia appeared Arachne arms Balance of Happiness beauty behold bird blessing bosom brethren brother Cæsar captain cheerful Cherry child cried Cusco daughter dear death delight duty earth Egypt endeavour Euphronius eyes father favour fear feel fell flowers fortune Freeport fruit garden give glory gratitude hand Hannah Hannah Lee happiness hast heard heart heaven Heraclitus honour hope human Ibraim Joseph labour Lake Ontario Lamprocles liberty little boy little girl live look louis-d'ors mankind Mazzarino Mendez mind morning mother Mount Etna Mount Vesuvius mountain nature never night obliged pain Pandarus parents passed peace Perrin person pity pleasure poor Powhatan Pythias Saguntum scene Sicily sisters slaves snow Socrates soon sorrow soul spring suffer sweet tears tenderness thee thing thou thought tion tree unto Venetian virtue voice walk wisdom wish young youth
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Página 249 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
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Página 247 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 247 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Página 249 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Página 248 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
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