The Art-literature Readers, Книга 2Atkinson, Mentzer & Grover, 1904 A volume of reading selections illustrated with famous paintings. |
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The Art-literature Readers, Книга 2 Eulalie Osgood Grover,Frances Elizabeth Chutter Повний перегляд - 1905 |
The Art-literature Readers, Книга 2 Eulalie Osgood Grover,Frances Elizabeth Chutter Повний перегляд - 1904 |
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Æsop Art-Literature Readers artists Atri Augustus Saint Gaudens baby Baby-land Beanstalk beautiful bell bell of Atri birds blue Bonheur Rosa Bonheur brothers child Christina G Cinderella colors COUNTESS SPENCER Donkey dress Emperor's tent everything Fairy father flowers garden Good-bye grew happy Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha horses Jean François Millet Joshua Reynolds Sir knew Latona learned lessons lion little boy little girls little Hiawatha little leaf little mouse hid lived look LOUIS STEVENSON CLAYTON Louis Stevenson ROBERT loved Magpie market place mice morning mother nests night Nokomis once painted picture play poem Primer rabbit RED-HEADED WOODPECKER river Robert Louis Stevenson rooster rope Rosa Bonheur Rosa Rosa's sheep sing Sir Joshua Reynolds sleep slipper Sometimes song stag STEVENSON CLAYTON THOMAS story summer talked things thought tiny town tree turtle William Tell wind woman woods
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Сторінка 108 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them
Сторінка 11 - The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Сторінка 35 - AT evening when the lamp is lit, Around the fire my parents sit; They sit at home and talk and sing, And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl All in the dark along the wall, And follow round the forest track Away behind the sofa back. There, in the night, where none can spy, All in my hunter's camp I lie, And play at books that I have read Till it is time to go to bed.
Сторінка 83 - All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Сторінка 13 - IN winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day...
Сторінка 16 - ... is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play. And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see; I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
Сторінка 87 - YOUTH. OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Сторінка 27 - If I could find a higher tree, Farther and farther I should see, To where the grown-up river slips Into the sea among the ships...
Сторінка 55 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Сторінка 106 - Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky the rainbow, Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis?