Lessons for writing from dictationW.W. Robinson, 1849 - 72 էջ |
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Էջ 1
... lay their eggs in them . I love to hear them sing . 4 . How cold the wind blows ! It blows from the north , or from the north - east . Soon we shall see the white snow on the ground . B Spring is come . 5 . The grass grows , LESSONS ...
... lay their eggs in them . I love to hear them sing . 4 . How cold the wind blows ! It blows from the north , or from the north - east . Soon we shall see the white snow on the ground . B Spring is come . 5 . The grass grows , LESSONS ...
Էջ 2
... grows in the thick hedge . I cannot reach it . It is a bright flower . Do you not see it ? 9 . The sheep and lambs feed on the soft green grass . There is a large flock . A man has charge of them . Look ! He has a dog with him . 10 ...
... grows in the thick hedge . I cannot reach it . It is a bright flower . Do you not see it ? 9 . The sheep and lambs feed on the soft green grass . There is a large flock . A man has charge of them . Look ! He has a dog with him . 10 ...
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... grows in our field ; and when it is ripe it will be cut down . How tall it grows ! We must not run into it , or beat it down . Let us walk in the path . 13 . My shoes are thick and strong . out the wet . They keep They were new last ...
... grows in our field ; and when it is ripe it will be cut down . How tall it grows ! We must not run into it , or beat it down . Let us walk in the path . 13 . My shoes are thick and strong . out the wet . They keep They were new last ...
Էջ 4
... grows cold again , they go away , and stay away all the winter . 20 . I Last winter a robin came to our door . threw some crumbs of bread out to it . It took one of the crumbs and flew away with it . Then it came back and took another ...
... grows cold again , they go away , and stay away all the winter . 20 . I Last winter a robin came to our door . threw some crumbs of bread out to it . It took one of the crumbs and flew away with it . Then it came back and took another ...
Էջ 12
... grow . They are half hidden in the bank . The wild flowers love to be hidden away out of sight . How many of them there are ! But when the warm weather is gone , they fade and die . In the Spring they will awake again , and enjoy the ...
... grow . They are half hidden in the bank . The wild flowers love to be hidden away out of sight . How many of them there are ! But when the warm weather is gone , they fade and die . In the Spring they will awake again , and enjoy the ...
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America barley birds black tea bloom boiled bright brought bushels CABBAGE called Captain Cook carrot charcoal church cloth clouds cold colour copper Cornwall cottage cultivated dried earth England FINSBURY CIRCUS flowers gardens gather gone grain grammar green green tea ground grown grows happy hear hedges Holly Tree hour iron James Maxwell Jane John kind land large quantities leaves light Litharge lives metal moon night nightingale nouns o'er parsnips peas plant potash quiet reign rice ripe sheep shew shines silk silver sing skins slate sleep soft song South Wales Spring spun Staffordshire stars substance summer sweet teaches thee thick things thou thread turnips vegetable verbs West wheat wholesome wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind blows winter woods wool words yarn ས ས
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Էջ 64 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Էջ 61 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells.
Էջ 57 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Էջ 61 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Էջ 56 - No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure trembling hues. Come, we will rest on this old mossy bridge! You see the glimmer of the stream beneath, But hear no murmuring: it flows silently, O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still, A balmy night! and...
Էջ 45 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree. Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Էջ 63 - The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Էջ 44 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Էջ 62 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Էջ 57 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.