The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading and recitation, in public and private seminaries. Com piled by H. Marlen |
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The father scouted that false plan , That money only makes the man ; And to the best of his discerning , Was bent on giving them good learning . He was a man of observation ; No scholar , yet had penetration : So with due care a school ...
The father scouted that false plan , That money only makes the man ; And to the best of his discerning , Was bent on giving them good learning . He was a man of observation ; No scholar , yet had penetration : So with due care a school ...
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Entirely change your name and nature , " And be the very envy'd creature ? 66 What , silent all , and none consent ? " Be happy then and learn content ! " Nor imitate the restless mind , " And proud ambition of mankind .
Entirely change your name and nature , " And be the very envy'd creature ? 66 What , silent all , and none consent ? " Be happy then and learn content ! " Nor imitate the restless mind , " And proud ambition of mankind .
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Entirely change your name and nature , " And be the very envy'd creature ? " What , silent all , and none consent ? " Be happy then and learn content ! " Nor imitate the restless mind , " And proud ambition of mankind . " LORD WILLIAM .
Entirely change your name and nature , " And be the very envy'd creature ? " What , silent all , and none consent ? " Be happy then and learn content ! " Nor imitate the restless mind , " And proud ambition of mankind . " LORD WILLIAM .
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Our worth the Grecian sages knew ; " " They gave our sires the honour due : " They weighed the dignity of fowls , " And pried into the depth of Owls . 66 Athens , the seat of learned fame , " With general voice revered our name ...
Our worth the Grecian sages knew ; " " They gave our sires the honour due : " They weighed the dignity of fowls , " And pried into the depth of Owls . 66 Athens , the seat of learned fame , " With general voice revered our name ...
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The trembling grove confessed its fright , The wood - nymphs started at the sight , The Muses dropt the learned lyre , And to their inmost shades retire ! Howe'er , the youth with forward air Bows to the sage , and mounts the car ...
The trembling grove confessed its fright , The wood - nymphs started at the sight , The Muses dropt the learned lyre , And to their inmost shades retire ! Howe'er , the youth with forward air Bows to the sage , and mounts the car ...
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Page 283 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 274 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Page 294 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 62 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Page 285 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Page 63 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to Virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Page 283 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 238 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Page 238 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Page 157 - And e'en the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped — What waits him there? To see profusion that he must not share ; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper luxury, and thin mankind ; To see each joy the sons of pleasure know, Extorted from his fellow-creature's woe.
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| Title | The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading and recitation, in public and private seminaries. Com piled by H. Marlen |
| Author | Henry Marlen |
| Editor | Henry Marlen |
| Published | 1838 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 18 Oct 2006 |
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