Goodrich's Fifth School ReaderMorton & Griswold, 1857 - 384 pagini |
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Pagina 8
... body of practical exercises , designed , 1st . To call the attention of the learner to the errors he is most likely to commit , and , 2ndly . To enable him , by repetition and careful attention to one point at a time , to correct bad ...
... body of practical exercises , designed , 1st . To call the attention of the learner to the errors he is most likely to commit , and , 2ndly . To enable him , by repetition and careful attention to one point at a time , to correct bad ...
Pagina 22
... body ; so called because pinned before . Pop , in familiar language , to heat corn till it bursts with a quick motion . PRONUNCIATION.— And 29 , gath'er 33 , smok ́ing 12 , e - nough ' 1 , kern ́el4b , āte 33 . POPPING CORN . 1. One ...
... body ; so called because pinned before . Pop , in familiar language , to heat corn till it bursts with a quick motion . PRONUNCIATION.— And 29 , gath'er 33 , smok ́ing 12 , e - nough ' 1 , kern ́el4b , āte 33 . POPPING CORN . 1. One ...
Pagina 26
... body Ponto showed his displeasure by a growl . 8. When Ponto was asleep Filbert - which was the squirrel's name -- used to take great delight in teasing him , by making a rapid descent from its box , and scampering over the dog's body ...
... body Ponto showed his displeasure by a growl . 8. When Ponto was asleep Filbert - which was the squirrel's name -- used to take great delight in teasing him , by making a rapid descent from its box , and scampering over the dog's body ...
Pagina 31
... body and mind , —it makes me weak and useless , -it makes me a wretch , it makes me what you see me , a beggar ! " 6. " What is this horrid disease ? " said the gentleman . " It is INDOLENCE ! " said the pauper . Indolence not only ...
... body and mind , —it makes me weak and useless , -it makes me a wretch , it makes me what you see me , a beggar ! " 6. " What is this horrid disease ? " said the gentleman . " It is INDOLENCE ! " said the pauper . Indolence not only ...
Pagina 42
... body into his very boots , so that he was in a bath of oil . 24. " Well , good night , Seth , if you will go , " said the humorous trader ; adding , as Seth got into the road , " Neighbor , I reckon the sport I have had out of you is ...
... body into his very boots , so that he was in a bath of oil . 24. " Well , good night , Seth , if you will go , " said the humorous trader ; adding , as Seth got into the road , " Neighbor , I reckon the sport I have had out of you is ...
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Pagina 110 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding ; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Pagina 109 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep : so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Pagina 304 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
Pagina 121 - twas a famous victory. "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
Pagina 109 - Macedonia: but we beseech you, brethren, that ye increase more and more; and that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you; that ye may walk honestly toward them that are without, and that ye may have lack of nothing.
Pagina 188 - THE thoughts are strange that crowd into my brain, While I look upward to thee. It would seem As if God poured thee from His hollow hand, And hung His bow upon thine awful front; And spoke in that loud voice, which seemed to him Who dwelt in Patmos for his Saviour's sake, The sound of many waters ; and had bade Thy flood to chronicle the ages back, And notch His centuries in the eternal rocks.
Pagina 120 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Pagina 166 - 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 ! And " — but the booming shots replied, and fast the flames rolled on.
Pagina 135 - ... the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it. with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing. And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well : The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket arose from the well.
Pagina 82 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.