The Young and Field Literary Readers, Book 4Ginn, 1914 |
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... LANDS MONI THE GOAT BOY • FROM THE APENNINES TO THE ANDES LULLABY OF AN INFANT CHIEF HIE AWAY THE LITTLE POSTBOY THE TRAVELER'S RETURN Johanna Spyri 186 Edmondo de Amicis 196 Sir Walter Scott 217 Sir Walter Scott 220 Bayard Taylor 221 ...
... LANDS MONI THE GOAT BOY • FROM THE APENNINES TO THE ANDES LULLABY OF AN INFANT CHIEF HIE AWAY THE LITTLE POSTBOY THE TRAVELER'S RETURN Johanna Spyri 186 Edmondo de Amicis 196 Sir Walter Scott 217 Sir Walter Scott 220 Bayard Taylor 221 ...
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... land . Arion journeyed on and soon reached Corinth . He went with his lyre to the palace and met his friend 20 the king . " I have come back famous but poor , " he said . " I gained the glory and the prize , but thieves have robbed me ...
... land . Arion journeyed on and soon reached Corinth . He went with his lyre to the palace and met his friend 20 the king . " I have come back famous but poor , " he said . " I gained the glory and the prize , but thieves have robbed me ...
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... land where nothing beautiful can ever give you pleasure . " QUESTIONS AND HELPS 1. Who was Arion ? 2. Why was he so well liked ? 3. Why did n't the sailors on the ship like him ? 4. What did he ask them to let him do before they killed ...
... land where nothing beautiful can ever give you pleasure . " QUESTIONS AND HELPS 1. Who was Arion ? 2. Why was he so well liked ? 3. Why did n't the sailors on the ship like him ? 4. What did he ask them to let him do before they killed ...
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... land they came and what sort of trees and houses and people were there and how they all looked.1 At first he went to a school kept by an old lady called 15 Ma'am Fellows . She never allowed the children to smile during school hours ...
... land they came and what sort of trees and houses and people were there and how they all looked.1 At first he went to a school kept by an old lady called 15 Ma'am Fellows . She never allowed the children to smile during school hours ...
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... land , where John drove 20 the cows , and fields where he hoed corn . Then there was the wood lot , a piece of old forest which had been spared when the clearing was made . And beyond the wood JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE 71.
... land , where John drove 20 the cows , and fields where he hoed corn . Then there was the wood lot , a piece of old forest which had been spared when the clearing was made . And beyond the wood JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE 71.
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The Young and Field Literary Readers, Vol. 3 (Classic Reprint) Ella Flagg Young No preview available - 2018 |
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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...