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The Boy's Reading-Book: In Prose and Poetry, for Schools
Lydia Howard Sigourney
No preview available - 2015
amid Aristotle arms babe beautiful blessing bread breast brother brow cheerful child cold comfort comfortable food cottage dead dear death deep delight desolate island doth duty earth farmer father feelings flowers Frank Wilson give gratitude habits hand happy hath heard heart heaven HERMAN BOERHAAVE honour kind king King of Day knowledge labour Lady Jane Grey lived longest day mind morning mother mournful neath neighbours ness nest never night o'er Oberlin pain parents Patroon peace piety Pinnae pleasure Plymouth poor praise prayer replied rich Roger Sherman sea-king sick sister sleep soul spirit STEPHEN VAN RENSSELAER sweet taught teachers tears temper tender thee thine things thou thought tion toil told tree virtues voice Waldbach wealth weary winter words young
Page 69 - Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread ? and your labour for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.
Page 58 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 57 - Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number; he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth.
Page 175 - ... the proportion which the aggregate of the other classes of citizens bears in any State to that of its husbandmen, is the proportion of its unsound to its healthy parts, and is a good enough barometer whereby to measure its degree of corruption.
Page 125 - O thou bounteous giver of all good, Thou art of all thy gifts thyself the crown ! Give what thou canst, without thee we are poor ; And with thee rich, take what thou wilt away.
Page 119 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent!
Page 96 - Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Page 71 - If I am asked, who is the greatest man ? I answer the best ; and if I am required to say who is the best? I reply he that has deserved most of his fellowcreatures.
Page 196 - This is another instance of the truth of an old maxim I had learned, which says : " He that has once done you a kindness will be more ready to do you another than he whom you yourself have obliged".