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Practical Recitations: Short Pieces for School Entertainment
Amos Markham Kellogg
Полный просмотр - 1903
Practical Recitations: Short Pieces for School Entertainment for Children of ...
Полный просмотр - 1925
Academy bell bearded papa beauty blood and smoke boys breast breeze bright brow cheek Chocolate Hill dead deed dug and delved E'en earth fair fern Fire Fire Island flowers forever frown grass grew Grumble Corner hand heart heaven Horner horseshoe hour household saint John Lothrop Motley jolly old pedagogue land life's light little grave live look Merry maiden mill will never morning ne'er neath never grind night NORA PERRY o'er old school-house stood papa PHILIP JAMES BAILEY plain Policeman's Story pride rest rill sail savin shine ship shore shout silence skipper Sleep sleep at last smile soul spring star summer SUSAN COOLIDGE sweet tears tell thee thou thought to-day toil true Twas Twill Unto wandering watch weary weeping wife WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WOLSTAN DIXEY wood young girl youth 怨怨怨 烤烤烤
Стр. 65 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Стр. 66 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Стр. 17 - You are old, father William" the young man said, " And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head — Do you think, at your age, it is right ? " "In my youth," father William replied to his son, " I feared it might injure the brain; But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.
Стр. 80 - THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night! Thou comest not when. violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen; Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late, and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near its end.
Стр. 12 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the gods see everywhere.
Стр. 18 - You are old,' said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose That your eye was as steady as ever; Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose What made you so awfully clever?' 'I have answered three questions, and that is enough, 'Said his father; 'don't give yourself airs!
Стр. 87 - Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care.
Стр. 66 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone Will lead my steps aright.
Стр. 11 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time ; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme.