The Mount Vernon Reader: A Course of Reading Lessons, Selected with Reference to Their Moral Influence on the Hearts and Lives of the Young : Designed for Middle Classes (Google eBook)

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T. H. Carter and Company, 1843 - Readers - 252 pages
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Page 134 - Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
Page 139 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 138 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Page 138 - Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Page 44 - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead who die in the Lord : even so saith the Spirit ; for they rest from their labours.
Page 87 - A coat of mail that need not fear The downward point of many a spear That he hung on its margin far and near Where a rock could rear its head. He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane like a fairy crept. Wherever he breathed, wherever he...
Page 87 - Now I shall be out of sight ; So through the valley and over the height In silence I'll take my way ; I will not go like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain : But I'll be as busy as they.
Page 44 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Page 44 - MAN that is born of woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Page 181 - I had seen her but yesterday ; as if the blessed sound of her well-remembered voice was in my ear. The gay dreams of my infancy and childhood were brought back so distinctly to my mind, that, had it not been for one bitter recollection, the tears I shed would have been gentle and refreshing".

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