The Boy's Second Help to Reading: A Selection of Choice Passages from English Authors, Adapted for More Advanced Pupils |
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William of Malmesbury 47 DEATH AND SLEEP Edwin Arnold 49 CHARACTER OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN Bancroft 53 INFANCY R. Montgomery 55 MIDNIGHT SCENE IN ROME : THE COLISEUM Lord Byron 57 ON SATIRICAL WIT Sterne 59 THE FALLEN STATE OF EGYPT R.
William of Malmesbury 47 DEATH AND SLEEP Edwin Arnold 49 CHARACTER OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN Bancroft 53 INFANCY R. Montgomery 55 MIDNIGHT SCENE IN ROME : THE COLISEUM Lord Byron 57 ON SATIRICAL WIT Sterne 59 THE FALLEN STATE OF EGYPT R.
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... Earl of Roscommon 143 TO THE MEMORY OF NARCISSA Young 144 THE ADVANTAGES OF A CLASSICAL EDUCATION Arnold 147 A PASTORAL Virgil 149 THE SPIDER Goldsmith 154 OX GOOD BREEDING Lord Chesterfield 157 THE BRIEF TRIUMPH OF THE WICKED .
... Earl of Roscommon 143 TO THE MEMORY OF NARCISSA Young 144 THE ADVANTAGES OF A CLASSICAL EDUCATION Arnold 147 A PASTORAL Virgil 149 THE SPIDER Goldsmith 154 OX GOOD BREEDING Lord Chesterfield 157 THE BRIEF TRIUMPH OF THE WICKED .
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... Dean Swift 229 GRONGAR HILL Dyer 232 LIBERTY AND SLAVERY Sterne 236 THE DEATH OF MARMION Sir Walter Scott 238 . . REMARKABLE ESCAPE DURING THE GREAT FLOODS IN THE PROVINCE OF MORAY Sir Thomas Dick Lauder 239 HENRY AND THE LORD CHIEF ...
... Dean Swift 229 GRONGAR HILL Dyer 232 LIBERTY AND SLAVERY Sterne 236 THE DEATH OF MARMION Sir Walter Scott 238 . . REMARKABLE ESCAPE DURING THE GREAT FLOODS IN THE PROVINCE OF MORAY Sir Thomas Dick Lauder 239 HENRY AND THE LORD CHIEF ...
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This discourse was delivered on the 13th November , 1837 , when Sir Robert occupied the office of Lord Rector of the University of Glasgow . The melancholy death of this Nestor of politics , and invaluable man , is too recent an ...
This discourse was delivered on the 13th November , 1837 , when Sir Robert occupied the office of Lord Rector of the University of Glasgow . The melancholy death of this Nestor of politics , and invaluable man , is too recent an ...
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The father ( Jove ) did not wish the task of cultivation to be an easy one . " - VIRGIL . | Mr. Burke had been Lord Rector of the University of Glasgow . * A promontory of Sicily , so called from Misenus SIR ROBERT PEEL'S ADDRESS ...
The father ( Jove ) did not wish the task of cultivation to be an easy one . " - VIRGIL . | Mr. Burke had been Lord Rector of the University of Glasgow . * A promontory of Sicily , so called from Misenus SIR ROBERT PEEL'S ADDRESS ...
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