The Young and Field Literary Readers, Book 4Ginn, 1914 |
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... Old Pipes and the Dryad , " from Stockton's " Fanciful Tales , " by permission of Charles Scribner's Sons ; " Robert of Lincoln , " from Bryant's Poems , and " The Wonderful Tar Baby , " from Harris's " Uncle Remus : His Songs and his ...
... Old Pipes and the Dryad , " from Stockton's " Fanciful Tales , " by permission of Charles Scribner's Sons ; " Robert of Lincoln , " from Bryant's Poems , and " The Wonderful Tar Baby , " from Harris's " Uncle Remus : His Songs and his ...
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... OLD PIPES AND THE DRYAD . Frank Richard Stockton · 87 GOODNESS AND GLADNESS Alice Cary 105 THE SUGAR - PLUM TREE THE LITTLE FAY Robert Buchanan THE POOL OF TEARS Eugene Field 106 108 Lewis Carroll 109 LINES FROM A " LOBSTER QUADRILLE 99 ...
... OLD PIPES AND THE DRYAD . Frank Richard Stockton · 87 GOODNESS AND GLADNESS Alice Cary 105 THE SUGAR - PLUM TREE THE LITTLE FAY Robert Buchanan THE POOL OF TEARS Eugene Field 106 108 Lewis Carroll 109 LINES FROM A " LOBSTER QUADRILLE 99 ...
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... old ; a long time ago . graceless - graceful : awkward and yet seeming graceful to some . ee stride ( strīde ) : a long step . cantered ( căn'tered ) : galloped easily . shambling ( shăm ́bling ) ... OLD PIPES AND 86 STORIES FROM HOME LIFE.
... old ; a long time ago . graceless - graceful : awkward and yet seeming graceful to some . ee stride ( strīde ) : a long step . cantered ( căn'tered ) : galloped easily . shambling ( shăm ́bling ) ... OLD PIPES AND 86 STORIES FROM HOME LIFE.
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Ella Flagg Young, Walter Taylor Field. PART III . FAIRY AND WONDER STORIES OLD PIPES AND THE DRYAD FRANK RICHARD STOCKTON [ This story of Old Pipes is in Mr. Stockton's delightful book , " Fanciful Tales . " Do you know the book ? If you ...
Ella Flagg Young, Walter Taylor Field. PART III . FAIRY AND WONDER STORIES OLD PIPES AND THE DRYAD FRANK RICHARD STOCKTON [ This story of Old Pipes is in Mr. Stockton's delightful book , " Fanciful Tales . " Do you know the book ? If you ...
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... Old Pipes and his mother . For many , many years Old Pipes had been employed by the villagers to pipe the cattle down from the hills . Every afternoon , an hour before sunset , he would sit on a rock in front of his cottage and play on his ...
... Old Pipes and his mother . For many , many years Old Pipes had been employed by the villagers to pipe the cattle down from the hills . Every afternoon , an hour before sunset , he would sit on a rock in front of his cottage and play on his ...
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Page 316 - 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! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill...
Page 277 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 148 - White are his shoulders and white his crest. Hear him call in his merry note: "Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Look, what a nice new coat is mine, Sure there was never a bird so fine. Chee, chee, chee!" Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife, Pretty and quiet, with plain brown wings, Passing at home a patient life, Broods in the grass while her husband sings: "Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Brood, kind creature; you need not fear Thieves and robbers while I am here. Chee,...
Page 306 - He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread...
Page 181 - 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 aspiring, Ceaseless...
Page 67 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
Page 298 - MAKE a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. Serve the LORD with gladness : Come before his presence with singing. Know ye that the LORD he is God : It is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise : Be thankful unto him, and bless his name. For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting ; And his truth endureth to all generations.
Page 304 - He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked" like a peddler just opening his pack.
Page 304 - Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; " Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away!...
Page 303 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas...