Goodrich's Fifth School ReaderMorton & Griswold, 1857 - 384 pagini |
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Pagina 35
... comes out to ferment twenty - four hours , when it forms this liquor . " 10. Next they laid on the grass , which served as a table - cloth , a large basket , woven with so much art that it would have held water . This basket contained ...
... comes out to ferment twenty - four hours , when it forms this liquor . " 10. Next they laid on the grass , which served as a table - cloth , a large basket , woven with so much art that it would have held water . This basket contained ...
Pagina 47
... comes to the rock Won't bless the priest of Aberbrothock . ” 11. Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away ; He scoured the sea for many a day ; And now , grown rich with plundered store , He steers his way for Scotland's shore . 12. So thick a ...
... comes to the rock Won't bless the priest of Aberbrothock . ” 11. Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away ; He scoured the sea for many a day ; And now , grown rich with plundered store , He steers his way for Scotland's shore . 12. So thick a ...
Pagina 57
... comes from his friend , and understands its meaning . P. Why , these advertisements grow more and more interesting . Here is a long list of amusements . Let me read you one : Museum of 10,000 Curiosities of Nature and Art ! this living ...
... comes from his friend , and understands its meaning . P. Why , these advertisements grow more and more interesting . Here is a long list of amusements . Let me read you one : Museum of 10,000 Curiosities of Nature and Art ! this living ...
Pagina 74
... comes the silvery rain , Like a long line of spears brightly burnished and tall . 2. Adown the white highway , like cavalry fleet , It dashes the dust with its numberless feet . Like a murmurless school , in their leafy retreat The wild ...
... comes the silvery rain , Like a long line of spears brightly burnished and tall . 2. Adown the white highway , like cavalry fleet , It dashes the dust with its numberless feet . Like a murmurless school , in their leafy retreat The wild ...
Pagina 75
... comes out a queen . One of these be- comes the sovereign of the hive . 10. If the bees lose their queen , and there are no worms or young to supply her place , they leave off working , and die in a few days . But if , in the midst of ...
... comes out a queen . One of these be- comes the sovereign of the hive . 10. If the bees lose their queen , and there are no worms or young to supply her place , they leave off working , and die in a few days . But if , in the midst of ...
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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.