A Field-full of WondersRoutledge, Warne&Routledge, 1863 - 152 стор. |
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... once more and shifted his place without making any answer ; but the feeling of the majority was strongly in favour of little Bob's objection ; to their eyes the field was a very commonplace - looking field , without even the secondary ...
... once more and shifted his place without making any answer ; but the feeling of the majority was strongly in favour of little Bob's objection ; to their eyes the field was a very commonplace - looking field , without even the secondary ...
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... once when Mahomet was flying from his enemies he hid himself in a cave . A Crow saw him enter , and perched himself over the hiding - place , crying ' Ghar ! Ghar ! ' or in Arabic , ' Cave ! Cave ! ' when the pursuers came near the ...
... once when Mahomet was flying from his enemies he hid himself in a cave . A Crow saw him enter , and perched himself over the hiding - place , crying ' Ghar ! Ghar ! ' or in Arabic , ' Cave ! Cave ! ' when the pursuers came near the ...
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... once he was proved to have made two hearty meals off a Snake , which had been put into a box with him for the purpose of testing his appetite . Pro- fessor Buckland , who tried the experiment , relates that after killing the Snake ...
... once he was proved to have made two hearty meals off a Snake , which had been put into a box with him for the purpose of testing his appetite . Pro- fessor Buckland , who tried the experiment , relates that after killing the Snake ...
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... once diverted by seeing Charley suddenly knock Bob's cap off . For a moment we all thought that the thing had been done maliciously , and in a second Bob's blood was up in his face with anger . " What did you do that for ? " he cried ...
... once diverted by seeing Charley suddenly knock Bob's cap off . For a moment we all thought that the thing had been done maliciously , and in a second Bob's blood was up in his face with anger . " What did you do that for ? " he cried ...
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... once found with the mother Earwig sitting upon them ; to see what she would do , the whole · were removed into a box half filled with earth , over which the eggs were scattered ; the mother was greatly distressed , but set to work to ...
... once found with the mother Earwig sitting upon them ; to see what she would do , the whole · were removed into a box half filled with earth , over which the eggs were scattered ; the mother was greatly distressed , but set to work to ...
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ALBANY FONBLANQUE animals Ants beautiful Bees birds Bishop Hatto bite Bob's body brood Brown Rat Bull-Frog Butterfly catch cells COCKCHAFER colony colour Cookery cried Bob cried Charley cried Frank Crow curious Driver Ant earth Earwig eating escape eyes fcap feet fellow females FIELD-MOUSE fight Frogs Gnat ground grow grubs habit half-bound hatched head hedge Hedgehog hole Humble-Bee hundred inquired insects killed kind larvæ laugh lay her eggs Leeches legs little creatures live look MARTIN DOYLE Master microscope Mole nest Nettle never Newt P. L. SIMMONDS pair plant Redbreast replied Frank Roman Nettle Rook ROUTLEDGE seeds seen sight skin Skylark Snail soon Sparrows species Spider spot Squirrel story SURINAM TOAD tail Teazle tell there's thing thou thousand Toad told tree W. A. HOLDSWORTH Wasp watch Weasel wings Wonder-Field wonderful workers Worm young Zouave
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Сторінка 102 - ETHEREAL minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ? Or while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still! To the last point of vision, and beyond Mount, daring warbler! — that love-prompted strain — 'Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond — Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain: Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to...
Сторінка 125 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...
Сторінка 102 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Сторінка 125 - An' naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin', Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Сторінка 57 - So then to his palace returned he, And he sat down to supper merrily, And he slept that night like an innocent man ; But Bishop Hatto never slept again. In the morning, as he...
Сторінка 112 - Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass.
Сторінка 125 - The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy. Still thou art blest compared wi' me ! The present only toucheth thee : But, och ! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear, An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an
Сторінка 58 - Another came running presently, And he was pale as pale could be. "Fly, my lord bishop, fly!" quoth he, "Ten thousand rats are coming this way, The Lord forgive you for yesterday!" "I'll go to my tower on the Rhine...
Сторінка 92 - ART thou the Bird whom Man loves best, The pious Bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The Bird that comes about our doors When Autumn winds are sobbing ' Art thou the Peter of Norway Boors Their Thomas in Finland, And Russia far inland?
Сторінка 116 - THE BAG OF THE BEE. About the sweet bag of a bee Two Cupids fell at odds ; And whose the pretty prize should be They vow'd to ask the Gods. Which Venus hearing, thither came, And for their boldness stript them ; And taking thence from each his flame, With rods of myrtle whipt them. Which done, to still their wanton cries, When quiet grown she'd seen them, She kiss'd and wiped their dove-like eyes And gave the bag between them.