The American First Class Book: Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation : Selected Principally from Modern Authors of Great Britain and America, and Designed for the Use of the Highest Class, in Public and Private Schools, Book 4

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John Pierpont
Carter, Hendee & Company, 1835 - Authors, American - 480 pages
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Contents

The Rainbow Baldwins Lond Magazine
37
Eternity of God Greenwood
39
The sameconcluded Ibid
41
Inscription for the Entrance into a Wood Bryant
53
A Summer Morning Tliomson
66
Cadmus
68
On the pleasure of acquiring knowledge Alison
72
On the Uses of Knowledge Bid
73
The Planetary System Mangnall
81
Mercury an English Duellist and
88
Green River Bryant
107
The mutual relation between Sleep and Night Poky
109
Social Worship agreeable to the best impulses of our nature Mrs Barbauld
110
On the relative value of good Sense and Beauty in the Female Sex hand Lit Gazette
116
April Day Anonymous
121
The Miseries of War Robert Hall
124
recommended in judging of Providence Beattie
127
Consideration of the excuses that are offered to palliate a neglect of religion Buckmtnster
129
Subject continued Ibid
131
Subject concluded Ibid
134
Apostrophe to Mount Parnassus Byron
137
Maternal Affection Scrap Book
140
New mode of Fishing Scrap Book
142
A Winter Scene Bryant
143
The Seasons Monthly Anthology
144
its peculiarity accounted for Beattie
154
The American Republic Byron
164
An Evening Sketch Blackwoods Magazine
165
Autumn Alison
166
Report of an adjudged case not to be found
185
On the reasonableness of Christian Faith Buckminster
187
On the importance of Christian Faith Ibid
190
The Coral Grove J G Percival
195
Night from the Lay Preacher Dennie
196
Spring Dennie
202
The Grave Stones James Gray 178
208
Persecution of
209
Character of Mr James Watt Jeffrey
222
The Monied Man New Monthly Mag
228
The Highlander W Gillespie
230
Thalaba among the Ruins of Babylon
232
Daily Prayer Morning Channing
234
Daily Prayer Evening Ibid
237
Scene after a Summer Shower
239
Heroic Selfdenial Lond Lit Gaz
272
On the Waste of Life Franklin
274
The Young Minstrel
275
Ossians Address to the Sun Ossian
281
On the Use and Abuse of Amusements Alison
287
Forest Trees W Irving
295
Old Mortality Tales of My Landlord
298
The Religious Cottage
305
The Discontented Pendulum Jane Taylor
314
A belief in the Superintendence of Providence
317
The Greek Emigrants Song J G Percival
322
Letter from the British Spy in Virginia Wirt
324
Thanksgiving Crafts
329
NewEngland Id
330
its
333
A Natural Mirror
336
Burial places near Constantinople Anastasius
337
Destruction of Goldau and other villages Buckminster
345
Affecting picture of Constancy in Love
351
A Thunderstorm among the Highlands of Scotland Wilson
357
Religion and Superstition contrasted Mrs Carter
362
The Waterfall from the Russian Anthology Derzhavin
366
The Aldermans Funeral Southey 308
370
The Churchyarufirst and second voices Karamsin
377
The Rich man and the Poor man Ibid Khemnilzer
378
The Abuses of Conscience a sermon v Sterne
379
Dirge of Alaric the Visigoth E Everett
388
The samecontinued XM
391
The American Eagle Neal
398
Lochiels Warning Campbell
406
Prince Edward and his keeper Miss Baillie
412
The Blind Preacher Wirt
415
Arthur Hubert and attendants Shakspeare
418
Contrasts of Alpine Scenery
422
Battle Hymn of the Berlin Landsturm Korner
427
Extract from Heaven and Eartha Mystery Byron
428
Extract from the Essay on Criticism Pope
433
Gil Bias and the Archbishop from Le Sage
436
Lines on the entry of the Austrians into Naples Moore
440
Malcolm Macduff and Rosse Ibid
442
Thomson
460
Address of the Bard to the Inhabitants of
464
On the moral uses of the phenomena of the material universe Alison
478
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