Titel: Engelsch leesboek voor eerstbeginnende, benevens een woordenboekje
Auteur: Gedike, Friedrich; Bomhoff, Derk
Uitgave: Deventer: J. de Lange, 1840
5e verb. dr.
Opmerking: Vert. van: Englisches Lesebuch für Anfänger, nebst Wörterbuch und Sprachlehre. - 1795
Auteursrechten: Zie auteursrechten
Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: Obr. 4085
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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Tte King of Sweden was a prince of the most
intrepid courage, assisted by generals of conisum-
mate knowledge in war, and served by soldiers
so disciplined!, that they were become the admi-
ration and terror of Europe. Yet I vanquished
these soldiers; I drove 4) that prince to take re-
fuge in Turkey; I won 5) battles, at sea as well
as land: I new-created my people; 1 gave them
arts, science, policy; I enabled them to keep
all the powers of the nOrth in awe and depen-
dence, to give kings to Poland, to check and
intimidate the Ottoman emperors, to mix with
great weight in the affairs of all Europe. What
other man has ever done such wonders as these ?
Read all the records of ancient and modern times,
and find, if you can, one fit to be put in com-
parison with me!
Louis. Your glory would indeed have been
supreme and unequalled, if in civilizing your
subjects, you had reformed the brutality of your
own manners, and the barbarous vices of your
nature. But, alas! the legislator and reformer of
the Muscovites was drunken and cruel.
Peter. My drunkenness I confess: nor will I
plead, to excuse it, the example of Alexander,
It inflamed the tempers of both, which were by
nature too fiery, into furious passions of anger
and produced actions, of which our reason , when
sober, was ashamed. Rut the cruelty you upbraid
me with, may in some degree be excused, as
necessary to the work I had to perform. Fear
of punishment was in the hearts of my barbarous
subjects the only principle of obedience. To
make them respect the royal authority, I was
obliged to arm it with all the terrors of rage.
You had a more pliant people to govern, a people
whose minds could be ruled, like a fine managed
horse, with an easy and gentle rein. The fear of
shame did more with them than the fear of the
knout could do with the Russians. The humanity