The girl's first help to reading; or, Selections from the best authors, by T.A. BuckleyG. Routledge & Company, 1854 - Всего страниц: 184 |
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... happy day , which God has blest , We pass in prayer and holy rest ; Cheerful we sing our Maker's praise , And wish to serve Him all our days . By Christ's example we are led The sacred paths of truth to tread ; To shun the sinner's ...
... happy day , which God has blest , We pass in prayer and holy rest ; Cheerful we sing our Maker's praise , And wish to serve Him all our days . By Christ's example we are led The sacred paths of truth to tread ; To shun the sinner's ...
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... happy fruits of what we know ! HWarre LITTLE CHARLIE'S WILL . GRACE GREENWOOD . From the " Recollections of my Childhood " of this graceful and ac- complished authoress I gladly extract the following beautiful story of the reward of ...
... happy fruits of what we know ! HWarre LITTLE CHARLIE'S WILL . GRACE GREENWOOD . From the " Recollections of my Childhood " of this graceful and ac- complished authoress I gladly extract the following beautiful story of the reward of ...
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... happy returns of the day . Walter looked as though he did not know what to make of this , and his mother said , Why my son , is it possible you have forgotten this is your birthday ? " " Ah , yes , mamma , " he answered ; " I only ...
... happy returns of the day . Walter looked as though he did not know what to make of this , and his mother said , Why my son , is it possible you have forgotten this is your birthday ? " " Ah , yes , mamma , " he answered ; " I only ...
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... happy to weep long ; he soon ran into the house , thanked and kissed his father and mother , ran out again , mounted , and rode off with his brother . They had a fine ride . They had many fine rides together in the years that followed ...
... happy to weep long ; he soon ran into the house , thanked and kissed his father and mother , ran out again , mounted , and rode off with his brother . They had a fine ride . They had many fine rides together in the years that followed ...
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... happy triumph shall for ever live , And endless good diffuse , and endless praise receive . As through the artist's intervening glass , Our eye observes the distant planets pass , A little we discover , but allow That more remains ...
... happy triumph shall for ever live , And endless good diffuse , and endless praise receive . As through the artist's intervening glass , Our eye observes the distant planets pass , A little we discover , but allow That more remains ...
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animal arms Auld Robin Gray beautiful bird bless bright brother called Charlie child clouds cold Column cried dark dead dear dress earth Edward Ellen Ellen Harper eyes face fall father fear feet fell felt flowers frock gentle give GRACE GREENWOOD Guzerat hair hand happy head heard heart heaven Hector horse Juliet kind kissed Kitty knew lady laughed leave Leguat little girl live live doll looked Lucy mamma master Medon morning mother never night o'er once papa Paraclete peafowl Pearlash Pompeii poor pretty Prince of Orange quadruped Queen remember Robin round SAMUEL SHEPHERD seemed side sing SIR ISAAC NEWTON sister sleep soon stood sweet talk tears tell thee things thou thought told took tree voice walk Walter white pony wild wonderful young
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Стр. 53 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Стр. 30 - Turn, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow ; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Стр. 58 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Стр. 46 - And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Стр. 46 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Стр. 166 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
Стр. 99 - O flowers That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount...
Стр. 67 - THERE was a roaring in the wind all night ; The rain came heavily and fell in floods ; But now the sun is rising calm and bright ; The birds are singing in the distant woods...
Стр. 71 - While he was talking thus, the lonely place, The old Man's shape, and speech — all troubled me: In my mind's eye I seemed to see him pace About the weary moors continually, Wandering about alone and silently. While I these thoughts within myself pursued, He, having made a pause, the same discourse renewed.
Стр. 106 - O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness...