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Сторінка 42 - I'll stop." The dial could scarcely keep its countenance during this harangue ; but resuming its gravity, thus replied : " Dear Mr. Pendulum, I am really astonished that such a useful, industrious person as yourself should have been overcome by this sudden action.
Сторінка 41 - An old clock, that had stood for fifty years in a farmer's kitchen, without giving its owner any cause of complaint, early one summer's morning, before the family was stirring, suddenly stopped. Upon this, the dial-plate (if we may credit the fable,) changed countenance with alarm; the hands made...
Сторінка 259 - Shall I take them away?" said the Frost, sweeping down. "No, leave them alone Till the blossoms have grown," Prayed the Tree, while he trembled from rootlet to crown. The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung; "Shall I take them away?
Сторінка 369 - Which is the true?" once more the woman asked, Pleased at the fond amazement of the king. "So wise a head should not be hardly tasked, Most learned liege, with such a trivial thing!
Сторінка 368 - When Solomon was reigning in his glory, Unto his throne the Queen of Sheba came, (So in the Talmud you may read the story) Drawn by the magic of the monarch's fame, To see the splendors of his court, and bring Some fitting tribute to the mighty king.
Сторінка 106 - The only gift is a portion of thyself. Thou must bleed for me. Therefore the poet brings his poem ; the shepherd, his lamb ; the farmer, corn; the miner, a gem; the sailor, coral and shells; the painter, his picture; the girl, a handkerchief of her own sewing.
Сторінка 43 - ... it brightened up, as if nothing had been the matter. When the farmer came down to breakfast that morning, upon looking at the clock, he declared that his watch had gained half an hour in the night. MORAL. A celebrated modern writer says, " Take care of the minutes, and the hours will take care of themselves.
Сторінка 307 - If a man die, shall he live again? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.
Сторінка 393 - But think not of the fairy folk, Lest mischief should befall ; Think only of poor Amy, And how thou lov'st us all. " Yet keep good heart, my Mabel, If thou the fairies see, And give them kindly answer If they should speak to thee. " And when into the fir- wood Thou go'st for fagots brown, Do not, like idle children, Go wandering up and down.