The Standard First[-fifth] Reader ...Phillips, Sampson, 1857 |
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... Aunt Mary ! 4. Aunt Mary is not Emily's aunt , any more than she is mine . The people in our town all call her Aunt Mary . She is a poor old woman , but one of the best and kindest in the world . 5. Aunt Mary has passed through many ...
... Aunt Mary ! 4. Aunt Mary is not Emily's aunt , any more than she is mine . The people in our town all call her Aunt Mary . She is a poor old woman , but one of the best and kindest in the world . 5. Aunt Mary has passed through many ...
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... Aunt Mary wished to talk about the doll , Emily wished to talk about Aunt Mary's grand'chil- dren . - 2. " How is poor little Josephine - the one whose cough was so bad ? " asked Emily . " The child is still pale and sickly , " said Aunt ...
... Aunt Mary wished to talk about the doll , Emily wished to talk about Aunt Mary's grand'chil- dren . - 2. " How is poor little Josephine - the one whose cough was so bad ? " asked Emily . " The child is still pale and sickly , " said Aunt ...
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... Aunt Mary's house . She heard little Josephine's cough , as she approached . Aunt Mary came to the door , and Emily put the five dollars in her hand , and told her that she must take the child to see Dr. Warren the very next day . 11 ...
... Aunt Mary's house . She heard little Josephine's cough , as she approached . Aunt Mary came to the door , and Emily put the five dollars in her hand , and told her that she must take the child to see Dr. Warren the very next day . 11 ...
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Стр. 212 - Let not mercy and truth forsake thee: bind them about thy neck; write them upon the table of thine heart: so shalt thou find favour and good understanding in the sight of God and man.
Стр. 213 - Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. Be not wise in thine own eyes : fear the Lord, and depart from evil.
Стр. 213 - He taught me also, and said unto me, Let thine heart retain my words: keep my commandments, and live.
Стр. 213 - Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding. Exalt her, and she shall promote thee: she shall bring thee to honour, when thou dost embrace her. She shall give to thine head an ornament of grace: a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee.
Стр. 214 - But the path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day. The way of the wicked is as darkness: they know not at what they stumble.
Стр. 128 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Стр. 214 - My son, attend to my words; Incline thine ear unto my sayings. Let them not depart from thine eyes ; Keep them in the midst of thine heart. For they are life unto those that find them, And health to all their flesh.
Стр. 213 - Hear, O my son, and receive my sayings; And the years of thy life shall be many.
Стр. 136 - M. 1 When all thy mercies, 0 my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Стр. 124 - A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; — Go ! thou must play alone, my boy ! Thy brother is in heaven.