Literature for Little Folks: Selections from Standard Authors, and Easy Lessons in CompositionSower, Potts & Company, 1876 - 137页 |
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... once a day , it is believed that the pupils will learn to read just as rapidly , and at the same time will improve in their talking and writing . The book has been so prepared that a composition lesson ac- companies each stanza to be ...
... once a day , it is believed that the pupils will learn to read just as rapidly , and at the same time will improve in their talking and writing . The book has been so prepared that a composition lesson ac- companies each stanza to be ...
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... once ? Suppose that some boys have a horse , And some a coach and pair , Will it tire you less while walking To say , " It isn't fair " ? And wouldn't it be nobler To keep your temper sweet , And in your heart be thankful You can walk ...
... once ? Suppose that some boys have a horse , And some a coach and pair , Will it tire you less while walking To say , " It isn't fair " ? And wouldn't it be nobler To keep your temper sweet , And in your heart be thankful You can walk ...
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... once President the United States , and name Thomas Jefferson . SEVEN TIMES ONE . There's no dew left on the daisies and clover , There's no rain left in heaven ; I've said my 66 وو seven times over and over : Seven times one are seven ...
... once President the United States , and name Thomas Jefferson . SEVEN TIMES ONE . There's no dew left on the daisies and clover , There's no rain left in heaven ; I've said my 66 وو seven times over and over : Seven times one are seven ...
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... once more , Sleep till the lark in the morning shall soar ; Sleep till the morning sun , lighting the skies , Bids thee from sweet repose joyfully rise ; Sweetly sleep ; Jesus doth keep ; And Jesus will give his beloved ones sleep ...
... once more , Sleep till the lark in the morning shall soar ; Sleep till the morning sun , lighting the skies , Bids thee from sweet repose joyfully rise ; Sweetly sleep ; Jesus doth keep ; And Jesus will give his beloved ones sleep ...
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... once again he cried , " If I may yet be gone ! " ܬ܀ And but the booming shot replied , And fast the. Yet beautiful and bright he stood , As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood , A proud though childlike form . LESSONS ...
... once again he cried , " If I may yet be gone ! " ܬ܀ And but the booming shot replied , And fast the. Yet beautiful and bright he stood , As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood , A proud though childlike form . LESSONS ...
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ALICE CARY animals barefoot boy beautiful bees Blessed bluebird bright chee chick-a-de-dee children's hour churchyard clouds comes cow stones creatures crumbs dear little ELIZA COOK eyes father Five objects five words flowers following belong frolic girl glad green happy hear heart heaven Hiawatha honey horse ivy green JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL kind kingdom lambs laugh LESSON Let each pupil little birds little dandelion little Gustava little maid look Lord's Prayer Mary MARY MAPES DODGE merry morning mother nest never night o'er old oaken bucket oriole PHOEBE CARY picture piece play porringer Prayer red deer Review Review.-What Robert of Lincoln robin round shines singing his chick-a-de-dee snow song spank Spink squirrel story summer sunshine sweet teacher teetotal tell thee things Thou tree TWENTY-THIRD PSALM twinkle walk wings Write five Write ten sentences wrote
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第100页 - Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
第102页 - BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
第48页 - So, up to the housetop the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas, too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound : He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
第95页 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they, I pray you tell?
第99页 - THE FOUNTAIN. INTO the sunshine, Full of the light, Leaping and flashing From morn till night ! Into the moonlight, Whiter than snow, Waving so flower-like When the winds blow ! Into the starlight Rushing in spray, Happy at midnight, Happy by day ! Ever in motion, Blithesome and cheery, Still climbing heavenward, Never aweary ; — Glad of all weathers, Still seeming best, Upward or downward, Motion thy rest ; — Full of a nature Nothing can tame, Changed every moment. Ever the same ; — Ceaseless...
第92页 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
第119页 - HOUR. BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.
第34页 - I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind look, when he said, " Let the little ones come unto me.
第125页 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...
第90页 - And still fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window The noiseless work of the sky, And the sudden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leaves whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn Where a little headstone stood ; How the flakes were folding it gently, As did robins the babes in the wood. Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying, "Father, who makes it snow?