The Progressive Third Reader: For Public and Private Schools : Containing the Elementary Principles of Elocution ...O. Ellsworth, 1864 - 320 |
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... lives there , you must conclude that education is not confined to college walls . 9. " You are endowed with certain faculties ; and whatever tends to develop and improve these is education . Whatever trains your mental powers , your ...
... lives there , you must conclude that education is not confined to college walls . 9. " You are endowed with certain faculties ; and whatever tends to develop and improve these is education . Whatever trains your mental powers , your ...
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... lives are con- tributing to your education . " QUESTIONS . - What is said of silent letters ? How may this exercise be studied ? What letter is silent in prompt in the first paragraph ? Why ? What letter is silent in definite ? & c ...
... lives are con- tributing to your education . " QUESTIONS . - What is said of silent letters ? How may this exercise be studied ? What letter is silent in prompt in the first paragraph ? Why ? What letter is silent in definite ? & c ...
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... live together , and are so happy ! So , father , please not be a rich man any more . " QUESTIONS . -Which are the most emphatic words in the first sentence of this exer . cise ? Why are they emphatic ? Which are most emphatic in the ...
... live together , and are so happy ! So , father , please not be a rich man any more . " QUESTIONS . -Which are the most emphatic words in the first sentence of this exer . cise ? Why are they emphatic ? Which are most emphatic in the ...
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... lives ! Succession of Emphatic Words . 1. A kind word , nay , even a kind look , often affords comfort to the afflicted . 2. His property , his reputation , and his sacred HONOR were all involved in that great enterprise . 3. How ...
... lives ! Succession of Emphatic Words . 1. A kind word , nay , even a kind look , often affords comfort to the afflicted . 2. His property , his reputation , and his sacred HONOR were all involved in that great enterprise . 3. How ...
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... lives ! it lives ! IT LIVES ! " and baring her bosom , with loud laughter and eyes dry as stones , she felt the lips of the unconscious inno- cent once more murmuring at the fount of life and love ! - 11. Her child was bound within her ...
... lives ! it lives ! IT LIVES ! " and baring her bosom , with loud laughter and eyes dry as stones , she felt the lips of the unconscious inno- cent once more murmuring at the fount of life and love ! - 11. Her child was bound within her ...
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Strona 349 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
Strona 231 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
Strona 148 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Strona 390 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Strona 350 - They fought, like brave men, long and well ; They piled that ground with Moslem slain; They conquered— but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close, Calmly, as to a night's repose, Like flowers at set of sun.
Strona 421 - Through days of sorrow and of mirth, Through days of death and days of birth, Through every swift vicissitude Of changeful time , unchanged it has stood , And as if, like God, it all things saw, It calmly repeats those words of awe , — " Forever — never ! Never — forever!
Strona 350 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be.
Strona 431 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Strona 147 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Strona 148 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.