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Page 21 - To do to others as I would That they should do to me, Will make me honest, kind, and good, As children ought to be.
Page 156 - WHO is this beautiful virgin that approaches, clothed in a robe of light green ? she has a garland of flowers on her head, and flowers spring up wherever she sets her foot. The snow which covered the fields, and the ice which was in the rivers, melt away when she breathes upon them. The young lambs frisk about...
Page 174 - The lion is strong ; when he raiseth up himself fi om his lair, when he shaketh his mane, when the voice of his roaring is heard, the cattle of the field fly, and the wild beasts of the desert hide themselves, for he is very terrible.
Page 88 - Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go; He followed her to school one day — That was against the rule. It made the children laugh and play To see a lamb at school.
Page 156 - Who is this that cometh from the south, thinly clad in a light transparent garment? her breath is hot and sultry ; she seeks the refreshment of the cool shade ; she seeks the clear streams, the crystal brooks. to bathe her languid limbs. The brooks and rivulets fly from her, and are dried up at her approach. She cools her parched lips with berries, and the grateful acid ot all fruits ; the seedy melon, the sharp apple, and the red pulp of the juicy cherry, which are poured out plentifully around...
Page 70 - The birds can warble, and the young lambs can bleat, but we can open our lips in His praise, we can speak of all His goodness.
Page 159 - Whatever he touches turns to ice. If he were to strike you with his cold hand, you would be quite stiff and dead, like a piece of marble. Youths and maidens, do you see him ? He is coming fast upon us, and soon he will be here. Tell me, if you know, who is he, and what is his name.
Page 75 - Twould make the earth a cheerless place, Should we dispense with these. The little birds — how fond they play ! Do not disturb their sport ; But let them warble forth their songs Till winter cuts them short. Don't kill the birds — the happy birds That bless the field and grove : So innocent to look upon, They claim our warmest love.