The Standard Fourth Reader for Public and Private Schools: Containing a Thorough Course of Preliminary Exercises in Articulation, Pronunciation, Accent, &c., Numerous Exercises in Reading, a New System of References, and a Copious Explanatory IndexJohn L. Shorey, 1861 - 336 pages |
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accent acute accent alphabetical Altorf articulation aspirate beautiful blessing breath Cęsar Cęsura called Canute Carthage child chough consonant sound Cousin cried death diphthong Don G earth elementary sound Ellipsis enounced eyes fall father fear febrifuge following Exercises Gelert Gesler give Grim hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven inflection Italicized king laugh letter or letters liquid consonant live long sound look Lord majesty marked means mind nasal consonant never noun o'er obscure sound orthoėpists pause phaėton pitch poor Practise the Exercises pronounced pronunciation pupil reader replied rise river rule sentence short sound silent Socrates sometimes soul sound of long sound of short stood syllable tell thee thine things thou thought tion tone triphthong truth Tutor utterance verbs Vivia vocal voice vowel walk words Xenophon young youth
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Page 181 - OBSERVE good faith and justice towards all nations, cultivate peace and harmony with all ; religion and morality enjoin, this conduct ; and can it be that good policy does not equally enjoin it ? It will be worthy of a free, enlightened, and at no distant period a great nation, to give to mankind the magnanimous and too novel example of a people always guided by an exalted justice...
Page 139 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play ; But I have that within, which passeth show, These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 295 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to GOD.
Page 70 - Julius bleed for justice sake • What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers — shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash, as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 162 - Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Page 256 - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Page 276 - I know no safe depository of the ultimate powers of the society but the people themselves ; and if we think them not enlightened enough to exercise their control with a wholesome discretion, the remedy is not to take it from them, but to inform their discretion by education.
Page 73 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Page 137 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Page 227 - Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. "Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!