The national reading books, adapted to the government code. adapted to the new code, 1871, Том 4

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Сторінка 181 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Сторінка 192 - BIRD of the wilderness, Blithesome and cumberless, Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea ! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place. Oh ! to abide in the desert with thee...
Сторінка 181 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Сторінка 191 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Сторінка 177 - Tiney ; upon him the kindest treatment had not the least effect. He too was sick, and in his sickness had an equal share of my attention ; tut if after his recovery I took the liberty to stroke him, he would grunt, strike with his fore feet, spring forward, and bite.
Сторінка 191 - Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal...
Сторінка 213 - Yet once again, amidst her fright, She tried what sight could do ; When, through the cheating glooms of night, A MONSTER ! stood in view.
Сторінка 177 - Vestris of the party. One evening the cat being in the room had the hardiness to pat Bess upon the cheek, an indignity which he resented by drumming upon her back, with such violence, that the cat was happy to escape from under his paws and hide herself.
Сторінка 176 - He would suffer me to take him up and carry him about in my arms, and has more than once fallen fast asleep upon my knee. He was ill three days, during...
Сторінка 191 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death...

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