Studies in Reading, by J.W. Searson and George E. Martin, Книга 1University publishing Company, 1912 |
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... never content was he , Though he saw in lands most fair The costliest homes there be . He something missed from the sea or sky , Till he turned again with a wistful sigh To the little brown house , The old brown house , Under the apple ...
... never content was he , Though he saw in lands most fair The costliest homes there be . He something missed from the sea or sky , Till he turned again with a wistful sigh To the little brown house , The old brown house , Under the apple ...
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... never content " ? 7. Why did not the " costliest homes " make him more contented ? 8. What was the " something missed from the sea or sky " ? 9. Explain " wistful sigh . " 10. Why did the mother smile ? 11. Explain " Her heart grew glad ...
... never content " ? 7. Why did not the " costliest homes " make him more contented ? 8. What was the " something missed from the sea or sky " ? 9. Explain " wistful sigh . " 10. Why did the mother smile ? 11. Explain " Her heart grew glad ...
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... never a harsh word spoken , and where no one thinks of illtreating anybody or anything , that it seems al- most wrong even to think or speak of such a matter as hurting a poor dumb beast . The man that owned my mother was a milkman . He ...
... never a harsh word spoken , and where no one thinks of illtreating anybody or anything , that it seems al- most wrong even to think or speak of such a matter as hurting a poor dumb beast . The man that owned my mother was a milkman . He ...
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... never did anything to make his home neat and pleasant . My mother and I slept on a heap of straw in the corner of the stable , and when she heard his step in the morning she always roused me , so that we could run out as soon as he ...
... never did anything to make his home neat and pleasant . My mother and I slept on a heap of straw in the corner of the stable , and when she heard his step in the morning she always roused me , so that we could run out as soon as he ...
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... never seemed the same after this . She was weak and miserable . And though she was only four years old , she seemed like an old dog . She could not run after the master , and she lay on our heap of straw , only turning over with her ...
... never seemed the same after this . She was weak and miserable . And though she was only four years old , she seemed like an old dog . She could not run after the master , and she lay on our heap of straw , only turning over with her ...
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