Introduction to the American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Comprising Selections in Prose and Verse, with Elementary Rules and Exercises in PronunciationC. Tappan, 1845 - Всего страниц: 288 |
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... poor Book boot loop hook foot stoop move proof NOTE . Oo , before d are usually long , as in Mood , food , & c . The exceptions are Good , wood , stood . The word Wool is the only exception to the rule of oc being long before a liquid ...
... poor Book boot loop hook foot stoop move proof NOTE . Oo , before d are usually long , as in Mood , food , & c . The exceptions are Good , wood , stood . The word Wool is the only exception to the rule of oc being long before a liquid ...
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... poor man : keep her ; but never say a word how thou camest by her ; lest , hereafter , a Shosho ne , having learned distrust , should not hearken to the voice of grief and woe . Away , away with her ! let me never see her again ; or ...
... poor man : keep her ; but never say a word how thou camest by her ; lest , hereafter , a Shosho ne , having learned distrust , should not hearken to the voice of grief and woe . Away , away with her ! let me never see her again ; or ...
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... poor off- spring of misfortune . The father sunk under the weight of his accumulated misfortunes , and fell into intemperate habits . The child was neglected , left for hours to the companionship of his dog , and the loneliness of his ...
... poor off- spring of misfortune . The father sunk under the weight of his accumulated misfortunes , and fell into intemperate habits . The child was neglected , left for hours to the companionship of his dog , and the loneliness of his ...
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... poor man's pride , the pig - pound , — containing one or two grunters . At the bottom of the garden , a colony of bees , with straw hives and wooden stools , was formed ; and the inhabitants swarmed and buzzed in all directions , to the ...
... poor man's pride , the pig - pound , — containing one or two grunters . At the bottom of the garden , a colony of bees , with straw hives and wooden stools , was formed ; and the inhabitants swarmed and buzzed in all directions , to the ...
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... poor husband's lowly bed . Though our parent perished here ; Like the phoenix on her nest , Lo ! new - fledged her wings appear , Hovering in the golden West . Thither shall her sons repair , And beyond the rolling main Find their ...
... poor husband's lowly bed . Though our parent perished here ; Like the phoenix on her nest , Lo ! new - fledged her wings appear , Hovering in the golden West . Thither shall her sons repair , And beyond the rolling main Find their ...
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Anon articulation beautiful Belshazzar beneath birds bless boat brother called captain clouds Common Errors cougar dark deep diving-stone dogs earth effect Elements elocution enunciation EXERCISE eyes father fear feeling feet fell fire forest give glory Gospel of John grave ground hand hath head hear heard heart heaven horses Indian island Jesus land lazy Kate light live look Lord Lord Keith loud mainsail mighty miles mountain nature never night o'er old oaken bucket palm wine piece pool of Siloam Prairie Du Chien reading river rocks RULE Sandleford ship shore side sleep soon soul sound spirit spot stream style Subtonic sweet Tell tempest terebinth thee thing thou thousand tion tone tree unto utterance Vespucci vessel voice waves whale whole wild wind wings words Wordwell young
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Стр. 130 - Week in, week out, from morn till night You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Стр. 131 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 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.
Стр. 130 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise : He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies, And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Стр. 27 - When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.
Стр. 166 - Hitherto shalt thou come and no farther, and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.
Стр. 28 - Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in the day ? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. 10 But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him.
Стр. 28 - Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection and the life : he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this ? She saith unto him, Yea, Lord : I believe that thou art the Christ the Son of God, which should come into the world.
Стр. 26 - When he had thus spoken, he spat on the ground and made clay of the spittle, and he anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay. And said unto him, Go, wash in the pool of Siloam (which is by interpretation, Sent). He went his way, therefore, and washed, and came seeing.
Стр. 29 - And Jesus lifted up his eyes, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. And I knew that thou hearest me always ; but because of the people which stand by, I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.
Стр. 130 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. 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.