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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Collins, Keese, & Co., 1839 - Family & Relationships - 252 pages
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Page 140 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but he 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 87 - 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 on 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 - 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 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 140 - Speak, father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on.
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 141 - And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair; And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?
Page 45 - That hymned the Saviour's birth ! Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang,
Page 141 - There came a burst of thunder sound — The boy — Oh, where was he ? Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea ! With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing that perished there Was that young faithful heart.

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