Philips' series of reading books for public elementary schools, ed. by J.G. Cromwell, 第 2 冊 |
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常見字詞
barley beautiful bound in cloth bread bright brings broth bu-si-ness Bushy Park called car-ol car-ri-on car-ry-ing caterpillar Christmas col-our-ed con-tin-ue cov-et-ing creature crept cu-ri-ous cur-rants dinner droop-ing eggs en-e-my England father FLEET STREET flew flowers Foolscap 8vo fruit girls grass green grows he-roes hole Holy Land horse Ikey James Dodds jour-ney keep king lady land little bird little Princess London look magpie master merry mis-chief morning mother mutton neat cover nest never night no-tice-d once pa-ti-ence PHILIPS plaice pleas-ant please-d pretty proverb quan-ti-ties rats raven reg-i-ment rice round sat-is-fied SCHOOL ATLAS smart-ing soldiers sometimes SONG soon St Mark's College storks summer sweet Teacher tell thing to-bac-co told took tree u-su-al vi-o-let walk William Hughes William Lawson wings winter passed won-der-ful young
熱門章節
第 69 頁 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
第 148 頁 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
第 53 頁 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!
第 151 頁 - Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
第 151 頁 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?
第 150 頁 - The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form.
第 151 頁 - And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair ; And shouted but once more aloud, " My father ! must I stay ?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way.
第 144 頁 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
第 28 頁 - THE VIOLET. DOWN in a green and shady bed, A modest violet grew, Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
第 46 頁 - OH ! call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The Summer comes with flower and bee — Where is my brother gone ? " The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me...