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... leaves ; It is true I was dying of hunger . am very sorry for the theft , and I hope " " I " You hope ! " cried the fox full of zeal and fury , " and what can you or dare you hope , after having done such a vile deed ? It is you and you ...
... leaves ; It is true I was dying of hunger . am very sorry for the theft , and I hope " " I " You hope ! " cried the fox full of zeal and fury , " and what can you or dare you hope , after having done such a vile deed ? It is you and you ...
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... leaves me where I am . My father's walls are made of brick , But not so tall , and not so thick As these ; and , goodness me ! My father's beams are made of wood , But never , never half so good As these that now I see . What a large ...
... leaves me where I am . My father's walls are made of brick , But not so tall , and not so thick As these ; and , goodness me ! My father's beams are made of wood , But never , never half so good As these that now I see . What a large ...
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... leaves are on the tree , And ' mong the sweet flowers of the thyme Far flies the honey - bee ; And the lark hath sung since morning prime , And merrily singeth he : Yet not for this shall I go forth On the 50 THIRD MIDLAND READER . Mary ...
... leaves are on the tree , And ' mong the sweet flowers of the thyme Far flies the honey - bee ; And the lark hath sung since morning prime , And merrily singeth he : Yet not for this shall I go forth On the 50 THIRD MIDLAND READER . Mary ...
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... leaf was turned over , and a happy life to all began which lasted to the end of the book . CLASS AND HOME WORK . Learn the spellings at the top of the page ; and write sentences containing these words . COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR . complain ...
... leaf was turned over , and a happy life to all began which lasted to the end of the book . CLASS AND HOME WORK . Learn the spellings at the top of the page ; and write sentences containing these words . COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR . complain ...
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... leaves , by soft winds fanned ; She faded ' midst Italian flowers- The last of that bright band . And parted thus they rest , who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent's knee . They ...
... leaves , by soft winds fanned ; She faded ' midst Italian flowers- The last of that bright band . And parted thus they rest , who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent's knee . They ...
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Page 57 - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Page 23 - Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? " " Not there, not there, my child...
Page 43 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. 'To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Page 57 - 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.
Page 15 - She said, (while the sorrow was big at her heart,) Oh ! remember your Sheelah when far, far away : And be kind, my dear Pat, to our poor dog Tray.
Page 44 - Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet;" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Page 43 - He plied his work ; — and Lucy took The lantern in her hand. Not blither is the mountain roe : With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time : She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb, But never...
Page 73 - THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD. THEY grew in beauty, side by side, They filled one home with glee ; — Their graves are severed far and wide, By mount, and stream, and sea.
Page 89 - THE SUNBEAM. THOU art no lingerer in monarch's hall — A joy thou art, and a wealth to all! A bearer of hope unto land and sea...
Page 23 - Not there, not there, my child !" " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings...