Moffatt's explanatory readers. Primer 1,2; standard 4-6. [With] Home lesson book |
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... fruit of a plant which grows in warm climates . ( see app . ) bridge , a structure for carrying a road over a river or any deep place . primitive , first kind ; simple . suspension bridges ; in these bridges the roadway is sus- pended ...
... fruit of a plant which grows in warm climates . ( see app . ) bridge , a structure for carrying a road over a river or any deep place . primitive , first kind ; simple . suspension bridges ; in these bridges the roadway is sus- pended ...
Seite 52
... fruit . At the end of the experiment the sisters met to compare their respective successes . " Ah , sister ! " said Nature , 14 " I see it is in your power to spoil the best of my works . " " Ah , sister ! " said Education , 15 " it is ...
... fruit . At the end of the experiment the sisters met to compare their respective successes . " Ah , sister ! " said Nature , 14 " I see it is in your power to spoil the best of my works . " " Ah , sister ! " said Education , 15 " it is ...
Seite 53
... fruit trees . The branches are very crooked . The apple tree requires a fertile soil and a sheltered situation . 14 I see it is in your power , etc. Education 12 is not always of the right kind . It may do harm instead of good ...
... fruit trees . The branches are very crooked . The apple tree requires a fertile soil and a sheltered situation . 14 I see it is in your power , etc. Education 12 is not always of the right kind . It may do harm instead of good ...
Seite 55
... fruit and gorgeous bloom Give to each faint and languid breeze Its rich and rare perfume . Let Portugal and haughty Spain Display their orange - groves ; And France exult her vines to train Around her trim 1alcoves . Old England has a ...
... fruit and gorgeous bloom Give to each faint and languid breeze Its rich and rare perfume . Let Portugal and haughty Spain Display their orange - groves ; And France exult her vines to train Around her trim 1alcoves . Old England has a ...
Seite 78
... fruit of the calabash tree , or wending their way homewards with heavy bur- dens on their heads . Children gambolled about with noisy play amongst dogs , goats , and sheep , the latter bearing scarcely any resemblance to those of ...
... fruit of the calabash tree , or wending their way homewards with heavy bur- dens on their heads . Children gambolled about with noisy play amongst dogs , goats , and sheep , the latter bearing scarcely any resemblance to those of ...
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Africa America animal appearance bears beautiful birds body born branches bridge British called carried cause close cloth colour covered death deep Describe earth England English eyes face father feelings feet flowers fruit give given grows hand head hear heard heart hundred India inhabitants island kangaroo kind king land leaves light live look means mind Moffatt's morning mother move native nature nearly never night North passed person plant plantain play poor possession Prince river rocks round seen ship side snakes sometimes soon Stand story stream taken tell things thought thousand tree tropical vessel whole wild wind wood young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 266 - Lift up your eyes on high, and 'behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number. He calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth.
Seite 38 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Seite 182 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.
Seite 37 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Seite 91 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Seite 66 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. "O father! I hear the church-bells ring, O say, what may it be?
Seite 115 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod ; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Seite 248 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Seite 65 - Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
Seite 266 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.