The Village Reader: Designed for the Use of Schools

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G. & C. Merriam, corner of Main and State Street, 1841 - 300 pages
 

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Contents

The Family Meeting Charles Sprague
140
Flower upon the Green Hill Side H F Gould
141
Uncle Abel and Little Edward Mrs H Beecher Stowe
142
Uncle Abel and Little Edward continued Same
144
Migration of Birds T Flint
146
The Birds in Autumn Mrs Sigourney
150
Winter Song Juvenile Lyre
152
It Snows Mrs S J Hale
153
Charles II and William Penn Weems
154
Dialogue on Physiognomy Anon
156
Solomon Packwell The Puritan
158
Politeness Reo J Todd
162
Punctuality Dr Alcott
165
The Miracle A German Parable
169
Selections from the Proverbs of Solomon Bible
171
A Mothers Influence Ladies Magazine
172
A Mothers Love Miss Emily Taylor 176
179
Effects of Universal Falsehood Dick
182
What is Education Miss Sedgwick
184
Scenes at Sea Malcoms Travels
187
The Discontented Pendulum Jane Taylor
191
The Four Seasons i
193
The Just Judge Juvenile Companion
195
Sunday Morning Jane Taylor
198
Pleasantness of Gods Service Bible
201
Purposes of God developed by his Providence Cowper
202
Curiosity Charles Sprague
203
WashingDay Mrs Barbauld
207
The Western Emigrant Mrs Sigourney
209
The Philosophers Scales Jane Taylor
211
Captain John Smith and Pocahontas Sparkss Biog
214
Prosperity and Resources of the United States Bancroft
217
The Prisoner
236
The Contrast
243
Antediluvian Occupations
249
The Midnight Mail Miss H Gould
255
The Great Horse Race H Humphrey D D
261
Every Man his own FortuneTeller Jane Taylor
269
The SteamBoat Trial
275
Popular Illustration of the Motions of
282
The Falls of Niagara J G C Brainard
288
The Pleasures of Knowledge
294

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Page 289 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 290 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Page 251 - Deep sleep had fallen on the destined victim, and on all beneath his roof. A healthful old man, to whom sleep was sweet, the first sound slumbers of the night held him in their soft but strong embrace. The assassin enters, through the window already prepared, into an unoccupied apartment. With noiseless foot he paces the lonely hall, half lighted by the moon ; he winds up the ascent of the stairs, and reaches the door of the chamber.
Page 253 - He thinks the whole world sees it in his face, reads it in his eyes, and almost hears its workings in the very silence of his thoughts. It has become his master. It betrays his discretion, it breaks down his courage, it conquers his prudence. When suspicions from without begin to embarrass him, and the net of circumstance to entangle him, the fatal secret struggles with still greater violence to burst forth.
Page 284 - God be thanked for books. They are the voices of the distant and the dead, and make us heirs of the spiritual life of past ages.
Page 202 - For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Page 253 - The secret which the murderer possesses soon comes to possess him; and, like the evil spirits of which we read, it overcomes him, and leads him whithersoever it will. He feels it beating at his heart, rising to his throat, and demanding disclosure. He thinks the whole world sees it in his face, reads it in his eyes, and almost hears its workings in the very silence of his thoughts.
Page 291 - He sucks intelligence in every clime, And spreads the honey of his deep research At his return — a rich repast for me.
Page 257 - The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket arose from the well. How sweet from the green, mossy brim to receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips ! Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it, Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips.
Page 292 - But small the bliss that sense alone bestows, And sensual bliss is all the nation knows. In florid beauty groves and fields appear, Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Contrasted faults through all his manners reign ; Though poor, luxurious ; though submissive, vain ; Though grave, yet trifling; zealous, yet untrue; And even in penance planning sins anew.

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