The Model Speaker: Consisting of Exercises in Prose and Poetry. For the Use of Schools, Academies, and CollegesEldredge & Brother, 1872 - 382 páginas |
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... Mother Did It ....... How the Money Goes .... How they Brought the Good News ... It Snows ..... Justice to the Whole Country . Keep it Before the People Labor is Worship ........ ........ Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers ...
... Mother Did It ....... How the Money Goes .... How they Brought the Good News ... It Snows ..... Justice to the Whole Country . Keep it Before the People Labor is Worship ........ ........ Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers ...
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... Mother's Bible ........ Napoleon Bonaparte ..... New England's Dead ...... Nobility of Labor ........ 66 66 890 Geo . P Morris . 295 .... Charles Phillips . 68 Isaac McLellan . 80 Rev. Orville Dewey . 189 Oh ! why should the Spirit of ...
... Mother's Bible ........ Napoleon Bonaparte ..... New England's Dead ...... Nobility of Labor ........ 66 66 890 Geo . P Morris . 295 .... Charles Phillips . 68 Isaac McLellan . 80 Rev. Orville Dewey . 189 Oh ! why should the Spirit of ...
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... mother's prayers to Heaven ; Or only a beggar's grateful thanks For a cup of water given . Better to weave in the web of life A bright and golden filling , And to do God's will with a ready heart And hands that are swift and willing ...
... mother's prayers to Heaven ; Or only a beggar's grateful thanks For a cup of water given . Better to weave in the web of life A bright and golden filling , And to do God's will with a ready heart And hands that are swift and willing ...
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... to the bridal chamber , Death ! Come to the mother , when she feels , For the first time , her first - born's breath ; Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke , And crowded cities 24 THE MODEL SPEAKER .
... to the bridal chamber , Death ! Come to the mother , when she feels , For the first time , her first - born's breath ; Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke , And crowded cities 24 THE MODEL SPEAKER .
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... mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys— And even she who gave thee birth , Will , by their pilgrim - circled hearth , Talk of thy doom without a sigh ...
... mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys— And even she who gave thee birth , Will , by their pilgrim - circled hearth , Talk of thy doom without a sigh ...
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angels arms beautiful beneath Bingen blessed blood bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar cheek child Cicero cloud cold cried dare dark dead dear death deep dream dying earth eyes face father fear flowers forever Forever never friends gentlemen glorious glory grave hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre holy honor hope hour hurrah king land Lars Porsena liberty lictors light lips living look Lord mighty mother neath never Never forever Nevermore night noble o'er pale patriotism praise pray prayer Quoth the raven roar Rome round Shamus shore shout silent sleep smile snow sorrow soul South Carolina Spartacus spirit stars stood STUART HOLLAND sweet sword tears tell tempest thee thine thou thought thunder voice wave weary weep wild word young
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Página 267 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say " Shylock, we would have moneys...
Página 237 - When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child ; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass darkly ; but then face to face : now I know in part ; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
Página 154 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 23 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Página 358 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, — By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells, Of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells — In...
Página 122 - We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst, and to provide for it....
Página 311 - Let's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell, And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee ; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Página 125 - ... blood ! let their last feeble and lingering glance, rather, behold the gorgeous ensign of the Republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced : its arms and trophies streaming in their original lustre : not a stripe erased or polluted, nor a single star obscured : bearing for its motto, no such miserable interrogatory as, What is all this worth...
Página 309 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 324 - On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.