The Easy Reader, Or, Introduction to the National Preceptor: Consisting of Familiar and Progressive Lessons Designed to Aid in Thinking, Spelling, Defining, and Correct ReadingDurrie & Peck, 1833 - Всего страниц: 144 |
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... dear , " says the Wolf , who strove to talk like the old Goat , " it is I , your poor old ma . " 5. On this the young kid did not look out , as he had been told to do : but drew up the latch , and so in flew the Wolf , and made an end ...
... dear , " says the Wolf , who strove to talk like the old Goat , " it is I , your poor old ma . " 5. On this the young kid did not look out , as he had been told to do : but drew up the latch , and so in flew the Wolf , and made an end ...
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... dear creature had a fine long tail , which she tossed about with such an air , and with a look so very earnest , and so wishful , that I believe she was just going to speak to me , if that horrid monster had not scared me away . " 6 ...
... dear creature had a fine long tail , which she tossed about with such an air , and with a look so very earnest , and so wishful , that I believe she was just going to speak to me , if that horrid monster had not scared me away . " 6 ...
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... dear ! " said the traveller , " this is past all bear- ing ; for it is now so hot , that one might as well be in an oven ! " and with that he threw off his cloak as quick as he could , and sat under the shade of the next tree to cool ...
... dear ! " said the traveller , " this is past all bear- ing ; for it is now so hot , that one might as well be in an oven ! " and with that he threw off his cloak as quick as he could , and sat under the shade of the next tree to cool ...
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... dear Hubert , his only friend , his only hope in the world , ( so he called him , ) to be so merciful as to put him to death , and kill him outright . 10. It would make you weep if I were to tell you all the affectionate and tender ...
... dear Hubert , his only friend , his only hope in the world , ( so he called him , ) to be so merciful as to put him to death , and kill him outright . 10. It would make you weep if I were to tell you all the affectionate and tender ...
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... dear friend , who had so lately appeared his cruel enemy . 12. But Hubert who dreaded the king's fury when he should hear that he had neither blinded nor murder- ed Arthur , began to think how he and the prince might make their escape ...
... dear friend , who had so lately appeared his cruel enemy . 12. But Hubert who dreaded the king's fury when he should hear that he had neither blinded nor murder- ed Arthur , began to think how he and the prince might make their escape ...
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Стр. 142 - He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane like a fairy crept. Wherever he breathed, wherever he...
Стр. 35 - Pipe a song about a Lamb!" So I piped with merry cheer. "Piper, pipe that song again"; So I piped: he wept to hear. "Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read.
Стр. 115 - A rose's brief bright life of joy, such unto him was given ; go — thou must play alone, my boy! thy brother is in heaven.' 'And has he left his birds and flowers ; and must I call in vain? and through the long, long summer hours, will he not come again? 'And by the brook and in the glade are all our wanderings o'er? Oh! while my brother with me played, would I had loved him more!
Стр. 127 - What is that, Mother ?— The eagle, boy !— Proudly careering his course of joy ; Firm, on his own mountain vigor relying, Breasting the dark storm, the red bolt defying, His wing on the wind, and his eye on the sun, He swerves not a hair, but bears onward, right on. Boy, may the eagle's flight ever be thine, Onward, and upward, and true to the line. What is that, Mother...
Стр. 128 - midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things? Not there, not there, my child! Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold, Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand? Is it there, sweet mother! that better land? Not there, not there, my child...
Стр. 127 - What is that, Mother ? The swan, my love ! He is floating down, from his native grove ; No loved one, now, no nestling, nigh, He is floating down, by himself, to die; Death darkens his eye, and unplumes his wings, Yet the sweetest song, is the last, he sings. Live so, my love, that when death shall come, Swanlike and sweet, it may waft thee home!
Стр. 141 - THE Frost looked forth one still, clear night, And whispered, " Now I shall be out of sight; So through. the valley and over the height, In silence I'll take my way. I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain. But I'll be as busy as they!
Стр. 125 - Content thee, boy, in my bower to dwell ! Here are sweet sounds, which thou lovest well ; Flutes on the air in the stilly noon, Harps which the wandering breezes tune ; And the silvery wood-note of many a bird, Whose voice was ne'er in thy mountains heard.
Стр. 135 - ... it is very probable, indeed, that they should expose a shield of gold in so public a place as this : for my part, I wonder even a silver one is not too strong a temptation for the devotion of some people who pass this way ; and it appears by the date, that this has been here above three years.
Стр. 126 - Thy mother is gone from her cares to rest, She hath taken the babe on her quiet breast; Thou would'st meet her footstep, my boy, no more, Nor hear her song at the cabin door. Come thou with me to the vineyards nigh, And we'll pluck the grapes of the richest dye.