Everyday Classics: Fourth ReaderMacmillan Company, 1917 - 352 Seiten |
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... DEAR FOR THE WHISTLE THE MILLER OF THE DEE THE FAIRIES OF THE CALDON - LOW HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW HIAWATHA'S FASTING • REVIEW QUESTIONS 162 • 171 175 · 179 Franklin 181 • • Franklin 185 Franklin Mackay Howitt . · 187 192 • · 193 201 ...
... DEAR FOR THE WHISTLE THE MILLER OF THE DEE THE FAIRIES OF THE CALDON - LOW HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW HIAWATHA'S FASTING • REVIEW QUESTIONS 162 • 171 175 · 179 Franklin 181 • • Franklin 185 Franklin Mackay Howitt . · 187 192 • · 193 201 ...
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... Dear me , I never thought of that ! " said the lobster ; " and after all the experience of life that 5 I have had ! " You see experience is of very little good unless a man , or a lobster , has wit enough to make use of it . But they ...
... Dear me , I never thought of that ! " said the lobster ; " and after all the experience of life that 5 I have had ! " You see experience is of very little good unless a man , or a lobster , has wit enough to make use of it . But they ...
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... the wild winds blow , Take the child in and make him cosy . Take him in and hold him dear , He is the wonderful glad New Year . DINAH M. CRAIK . THE BROWN THRUSH " There's a merry brown thrush sitting 112 EVERYDAY CLASSICS.
... the wild winds blow , Take the child in and make him cosy . Take him in and hold him dear , He is the wonderful glad New Year . DINAH M. CRAIK . THE BROWN THRUSH " There's a merry brown thrush sitting 112 EVERYDAY CLASSICS.
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... Oh , yes , I did . I asked you twenty times in 20 the woods . I whispered to you from the nut trees . " 66 Well , now I am come , " said Bevis . where do you live ? " " But " This is where I live , dear . I 128 EVERYDAY CLASSICS.
... Oh , yes , I did . I asked you twenty times in 20 the woods . I whispered to you from the nut trees . " 66 Well , now I am come , " said Bevis . where do you live ? " " But " This is where I live , dear . I 128 EVERYDAY CLASSICS.
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... dear . I live upon the hill . Sometimes I go to the sea , and sometimes to the woods and sometimes I run through the valley ; but I always come back here . And now I want you to romp with me . " " I will come , " said Bevis . but are ...
... dear . I live upon the hill . Sometimes I go to the sea , and sometimes to the woods and sometimes I run through the valley ; but I always come back here . And now I want you to romp with me . " " I will come , " said Bevis . but are ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alice asked barefoot boy beautiful Bevis Binny Wallace bird blue boat Bob-o'-link brown brown thrush Caldon-Low called Captain John Smith chee child Cosette creature cried danced dear doll Dolphin Dormouse eyes Farne Islands fast father feet fish flowers Gardener goats Grace Darling grandfather Gretel Gulliver gypsies hand Hatter heard Heidi HELPS TO STUDY Hiawatha island jack-o'-lantern Jackanapes JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER laugh little girl live lobster Lollo look Madame Maggie March Hare merry Mondamin morning mother mountain nest never night Peter Phil Adams play pocket poem river Dee ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON rocks round sandpiper seemed seen shouted side sing sleep soon Spink stood story tell There's things thought Toil took tree turned voice walked Water-Babies waves whistle Whittier wild wind wonderful yellow
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 103 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Seite 50 - The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Seite 267 - 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.
Seite 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Seite 160 - Oh, better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave; Her thunders shook the mighty deep, And there should be her grave; Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms...
Seite 333 - Say, father, say If yet my task is done!' He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. 'Speak, father!' once again he cried, 'If I may yet be gone!
Seite 123 - All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil...
Seite 139 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Seite 11 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Seite 183 - Thus refreshed, I walked again up the street, which by this time had many clean-dressed people in it, who were all walking the same way. I joined them, and thereby was led into the great meeting-house of the Quakers near the market. I sat down among them, and, after looking round...