McGuffey's First [-sixth] Eclectic Reader, Том 3

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American Book Company, 1920
 

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Страница 166 - And when the ground was white with snow And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
Страница 163 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Страница 163 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Страница 166 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Страница 179 - DOWN in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew ; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view. And yet it was a lovely flower, Its colors bright and fair ! It might have graced a rosy bower, Instead of hiding there.
Страница 191 - ADVICE. There was once a pretty chicken; But his friends were very few, For he thought that there was nothing In the world but what he knew. So he always in the farmyard Had a very forward way, Telling all the hens and turkeys What they ought to do and say. " Mrs. Goose," he said, " I wonder That your goslings you should let Go out paddling In the water, It will kill them to get wet.
Страница 114 - Speak gently ! it is better far To rule by love than fear ; Speak gently ! let no harsh words mar The good we might do here.
Страница 114 - Speak gently to the little child, Its love be sure to gain ; Teach it, in accents soft and mild : It may not long remain.
Страница 132 - Spring The alder by the river Shakes out her powdery curls ; The willow buds in silver For little boys and girls. The little birds fly over, And oh, how sweet they sing ! To tell the happy children That once again 'tis spring.
Страница 192 - That you wouldn 't sit all summer In your nest upon the hay : Won't you come out to the meadow, Where the grass with seeds is filled ? " " If I should," said Mrs. Dorking, " Then my eggs would all get chilled." " No, they won't," replied the chicken ;

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