The Juvenile Mentor; Or, Select Readings ...Picket, 1825 - 262 psl. |
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... lives ; you , my son , that you may never disgrace your beauty by an unworthy action ; and you , my daughter , that you may cover the defects of your person , with the charms of virtue . " Amelia and her Canary - Bird . 1. As Amelia was ...
... lives ; you , my son , that you may never disgrace your beauty by an unworthy action ; and you , my daughter , that you may cover the defects of your person , with the charms of virtue . " Amelia and her Canary - Bird . 1. As Amelia was ...
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... live together in harmony and love . It is not only their most important interest to do so , but what should be a still stronger argument with them , such are the commands of Him who made them . The little Boy , his Sisters , and the ...
... live together in harmony and love . It is not only their most important interest to do so , but what should be a still stronger argument with them , such are the commands of Him who made them . The little Boy , his Sisters , and the ...
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... that mea- low , seated in the middle of a little garden , with an orch- nd a small field . An old neighbour , whose cottage fell down through age , lives with me , and cultivates AMERICAN SCHOOL CLASS - BOOK , No. 3 . 39.
... that mea- low , seated in the middle of a little garden , with an orch- nd a small field . An old neighbour , whose cottage fell down through age , lives with me , and cultivates AMERICAN SCHOOL CLASS - BOOK , No. 3 . 39.
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Albert Picket. down through age , lives with me , and cultivates my ground . He is an honest man , and I am perfectly easy in his society ; but the loss of my son still bears hard upon me , nor have I the happiness to see any of his ...
Albert Picket. down through age , lives with me , and cultivates my ground . He is an honest man , and I am perfectly easy in his society ; but the loss of my son still bears hard upon me , nor have I the happiness to see any of his ...
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... live at our ease . So to work they both went as briskly as possi- ble ; and though they missed of the golden treasure which they thought to find , yet , by their joint labour , the vineyard was so well digged and turned up , that it ...
... live at our ease . So to work they both went as briskly as possi- ble ; and though they missed of the golden treasure which they thought to find , yet , by their joint labour , the vineyard was so well digged and turned up , that it ...
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affection Amelia appeared Arachne arms Balance of Happiness beauty behold bird blessing bosom brethren brother Cæsar captain cheerful Cherry child cried Cusco daughter dear death delight duty earth Egypt endeavour Euphronius eyes father favour fear feel fell flowers fortune Freeport fruit garden give glory gratitude hand Hannah Hannah Lee happiness hast heard heart heaven Heraclitus honour hope human Ibraim Joseph labour Lake Ontario Lamprocles liberty little boy little girl live look louis-d'ors mankind Mazzarino Mendez mind morning mother Mount Etna Mount Vesuvius mountain nature never night obliged pain Pandarus parents passed peace Perrin person pity pleasure poor Powhatan Pythias Saguntum scene Sicily sisters slaves snow Socrates soon sorrow soul spring suffer sweet tears tenderness thee thing thou thought tion tree unto Venetian virtue voice walk wisdom wish young youth
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