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... Fire 141 99 RIDDLES , 24 , 26 , 38 , 47 , 75 , 10. Steam 142 " " 86 , 123 , 128 , 130 11. Coal 143 99 * Shepherd Boys , The " " 12. ( continued ) 144 Wordsworth 37 13 . 145 " 9 29 † Song over the Waters , A 14. Soap , & c . 146 • Anon ...
... Fire 141 99 RIDDLES , 24 , 26 , 38 , 47 , 75 , 10. Steam 142 " " 86 , 123 , 128 , 130 11. Coal 143 99 * Shepherd Boys , The " " 12. ( continued ) 144 Wordsworth 37 13 . 145 " 9 29 † Song over the Waters , A 14. Soap , & c . 146 • Anon ...
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... fire , father , " cried the boy ; " I have him on my back ; only open the barn door . " This done , he threw in the wolf with all his force on its back , among the dogs , and the father ended its life with a ball , THIRD ENGLISH READER .
... fire , father , " cried the boy ; " I have him on my back ; only open the barn door . " This done , he threw in the wolf with all his force on its back , among the dogs , and the father ended its life with a ball , THIRD ENGLISH READER .
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... fire his levelled rifle . season ? QUESTIONS . - In what country did this happen ? In what What did the boy do when he saw the wolf ? What did he do when it stepped on his neck ? What should it teach us to do and to be in any danger ...
... fire his levelled rifle . season ? QUESTIONS . - In what country did this happen ? In what What did the boy do when he saw the wolf ? What did he do when it stepped on his neck ? What should it teach us to do and to be in any danger ...
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... fire and Christmas treat . DICTATION . - January brings snow and cold ; February brings rain and thaws ; March brings loud and shrill winds ; April brings the primroses and daisies and lambs ; June THIRD ENGLISH READER . 79.
... fire and Christmas treat . DICTATION . - January brings snow and cold ; February brings rain and thaws ; March brings loud and shrill winds ; April brings the primroses and daisies and lambs ; June THIRD ENGLISH READER . 79.
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... fire . The hens began to be nicely brown and to be roasted as they should be , but no guest came . Then Grethel called to her master , " If the guest is not coming , sir , I must take the hens from the fire , but it is a pity and a ...
... fire . The hens began to be nicely brown and to be roasted as they should be , but no guest came . Then Grethel called to her master , " If the guest is not coming , sir , I must take the hens from the fire , but it is a pity and a ...
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Agnes ants bear beautiful bees birds blossom blue meadow breast brings called candles carrion crow chidden coal cold comes cows creature creeping everywhere cried DICTATION DICTATION.-The door eagle earth ELLIPTICAL LESSON fall father feet fire flowers fly away home foolish forecastle George Stephenson give Grasmere green Grethel grow guest heard heart hens hills Horatio Nelson iron jollyboat kind king ladybird lark leaves little Robin Redbreast live look melted morning mother mountain nest never night peasants plants Pompey poor QUESTIONS.-What rises round Sarah Green seeds sheep shepherd shilling shining singing sleep smell snow soda song spermaceti Spring steam stone summer sweet tallow tell things thought threepence TOM GREEN took tortoise tree violet wind Winter wolf wonder wood
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Сторінка 121 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Сторінка 106 - I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Сторінка 23 - WHAT IS THAT, MOTHER ?—Doane. humble sphere crystal floating careering relying nestling unplumes friendship WHAT is that, mother ? The lark, my child. The morn has but just looked out and smiled, When he starts from his humble, grassy nest, And is up and away with the dew on his breast, And a hymn in his heart, to yon pure, bright sphere,. To warble it out in his Maker's ear. Ever, my child, be thy morn's first lays Tuned, like the lark's, to thy Maker's praise. What is that, mother ? The dove,...
Сторінка 96 - TO-WHIT ! to-whit, to-whee ! Will you listen to me ? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made ? Not I said the cow, moo-oo! Such a thing I never do; I gave you a wisp of hay, But didn't take your nest away. Not I, said the cow, moo-oo ! Such a thing I'd never do ! Bob-o-link, bob-o-link!
Сторінка 79 - JANUARY brings the snow, Makes our feet and fingers glow. February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again. March brings breezes loud and shrill, Stirs the dancing daffodil. April brings the primrose sweet; Scatters daisies at our feet. May brings flocks of pretty lambs, Skipping by their fleecy dams. June brings tulips, lilies, roses ; Fills the children's hands with posies. Hot July brings cooling showers, Apricots and gillyflowers.
Сторінка 106 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Сторінка 98 - Don't ask me again, Why, I haven'ta chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Cluck! Cluck!" said the hen, "Don't ask me again." "Chirr-a-whirr! Chirr-a-whirr! All the birds make a stir! Let us find out his name, And all cry 'for shame!'" "I would not rob a bird," Said little Mary Green; "I think I never heard Of anything so mean.
Сторінка 129 - Here I come creeping, smiling everywhere; All round the open door, Where sit the aged poor; Here where the children play, In the bright and merry May, I come creeping, creeping everywhere. Here I come creeping, creeping everywhere; In the noisy city street My pleasant face you'll meet, Cheering the sick at heart Toiling his busy part, — Silently creeping, creeping everywhere.
Сторінка 90 - CALL my brother back to me ; I cannot play alone ; The summer comes with flower and bee — Where is my brother gone ?
Сторінка 14 - A COUNTRY life is sweet ! In moderate cold and heat, To walk in the air, how pleasant and fair, In every field of wheat, The fairest of flowers adorning the bowers, And every meadow's brow ; So that I say, no courtier may Compare with them who clothe in gray, And follow the useful plough.