Stepping Stones to Literature: A Fourth ReaderSilver, Burdett, 1897 - 320 էջ |
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Այլ խմբագրություններ - View all
Stepping Stones to Literature, Հատոր 3 Sarah Louise Arnold,Charles Benajah Gilbert Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1902 |
Stepping Stones to Literature: A Third Reader Sarah Louise Arnold,Charles Benajah Gilbert Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1897 |
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Aladdin Aladdin's mother apple tree asked Badroulboudour beautiful Blynken brave breath bright Brown Dwarf called caterpillar Cedric chariot child chimney chimney sweep crag cried dear Demeter door earth English language eyes father feet fell flowers garden gave genie goddess gods golden grass Greeks Grimes hand Harthover head heard heart HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Hephæstus Hiawatha horse Irishwoman JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King knew Kwasind lamp language laughed little birds lived looked loved magician morning nest never night o'er once palace Persephone Phaëthon Phœbus Pluto poor Princess river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON round Sir John Sir Rollin slave sleep So-so soon stone stood strong sweet tell thee things thou thought Tip-Top told took Trojans uncle voice wall water babies WILLIAM WORDSWORTH window woman wonderful wood words Xerxes young Zeus
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Էջ 75 - He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim,...
Էջ 74 - He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
Էջ 45 - and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!" A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh, Excelsior! "Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! "Beware the awful avalanche!
Էջ 44 - The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Էջ 223 - With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy!
Էջ 224 - For, eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers all he asks; Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy!
Էջ 215 - When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen ; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away ; Young blood must have its course, lad. And every dog his day.
Էջ 223 - Of the wild-flower's time and place, Flight of fowl and habitude Of the tenants of the wood ; How the tortoise bears his shell, How the woodchuck digs his cell, And the ground mole sinks his well ; How the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung...
Էջ 242 - But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts! First at one, and then its fellow, Just as light and just as yellow; There are many now — now one — Now they stop and there are none: What intenseness of desire In her upward eye of fire! With a tiger-leap...
Էջ 226 - Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can ! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod.