Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Книга 5 |
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... daughter of a German peasant , who had a cottage and a few acres of land of his own . She was the eldest of five children , and ten years of age . The little cottage stood in the midst of a village , that was surrounded by fine large ...
... daughter of a German peasant , who had a cottage and a few acres of land of his own . She was the eldest of five children , and ten years of age . The little cottage stood in the midst of a village , that was surrounded by fine large ...
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... daughter dear ; Good - natured souls , all unadvised Of what they had to fear . 15 . The candle's gleam pierced through the night Some short space o'er the green , And there the little trotting sprite Distinctly might be seen . 16 . An ...
... daughter dear ; Good - natured souls , all unadvised Of what they had to fear . 15 . The candle's gleam pierced through the night Some short space o'er the green , And there the little trotting sprite Distinctly might be seen . 16 . An ...
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... daughter Ann , now in her ninth year . This important little woman looked up , hot and smiling , from behind a round of bread she was toasting , as the group of eager talking lads entered the cheerful kitchen . ' Now , Ann , be quick ...
... daughter Ann , now in her ninth year . This important little woman looked up , hot and smiling , from behind a round of bread she was toasting , as the group of eager talking lads entered the cheerful kitchen . ' Now , Ann , be quick ...
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... daughter named Elisa . The eleven brothers were princes , and used to go to school with a star on their breast , and a sword at their side . They wrote on gold slates with diamond pencils , and learned by heart as easily as they could ...
... daughter named Elisa . The eleven brothers were princes , and used to go to school with a star on their breast , and a sword at their side . They wrote on gold slates with diamond pencils , and learned by heart as easily as they could ...
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... daughter . The wicked queen then rubbed the princess with walnut - juice till she was quite brown , and besmeared her face with rancid ointment , and tangled her magnificent hair , till it was impossible to recognise the beautiful Elisa ...
... daughter . The wicked queen then rubbed the princess with walnut - juice till she was quite brown , and besmeared her face with rancid ointment , and tangled her magnificent hair , till it was impossible to recognise the beautiful Elisa ...
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answered Ariel asked beautiful began bird brothers Caliban Captain Spencer Chambers's Charlie child cloth cried daughter Dawson dear door Elisa Evans eyes father fear fell felt Ferdinand fire Freddie Freddie Brown gave Gertrude gold Gryce hand Harry head hear heard heart horse Inachos Jack James Knowle John Archer Kanz king king of Naples kite knew land laughed lessons little Ann little Patty live looked lost master Matty Miranda morning Morton mother neighbour never night Odysseus once Phillip piece plough poor Prospero ROBERT CHAMBERS rose round Saad Saadi saved seized shewed ship soon Spell and write stood strange swans Sycorax tell thee thing thou thought Tiger told took tree wife wild wind wood Write from dictation young Zeus
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Страница 213 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Страница 182 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I remember, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember...
Страница 213 - That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow ! The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Страница 183 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Страница 17 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Страница 101 - In his wavering parachute. But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts ! First at one, and then its fellow Just as light and just as yellow ; There are...
Страница 215 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Страница 228 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Страница 146 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, Tu-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Страница 159 - Art thou the Bird whom Man loves best, The pious Bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The Bird that comes about our doors When Autumn winds are sobbing?