Training school reader. [Ed.] by W.J. UnwinWilliam Jordan Unwin 1862 |
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... called the world . It is very beau - ti - ful . If we look up we see the blue sky , if we look down we see the green grass ; the sky is like a cur - tain spread over our heads , the grass like a car - pet un - der our feet , and the ...
... called the world . It is very beau - ti - ful . If we look up we see the blue sky , if we look down we see the green grass ; the sky is like a cur - tain spread over our heads , the grass like a car - pet un - der our feet , and the ...
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... called hoofs . The ox has two horns on his head . Of these horns many use - ful things are made ; combs , the handles of knives , spoons , and cups to drink out of . Ox - en live in the fields ; they eat grass , hay , and corn , and ...
... called hoofs . The ox has two horns on his head . Of these horns many use - ful things are made ; combs , the handles of knives , spoons , and cups to drink out of . Ox - en live in the fields ; they eat grass , hay , and corn , and ...
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... called this wa - ter the sea . The sea is very large , and it is al - ways mov - ing up and down , and toss - ing it - self ; but it can - not get out of the large deep place in which God has put it ; for God said , " Stay there ...
... called this wa - ter the sea . The sea is very large , and it is al - ways mov - ing up and down , and toss - ing it - self ; but it can - not get out of the large deep place in which God has put it ; for God said , " Stay there ...
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... eve - ning . We drink milk , and it is al - so made into cheese and but - ter . Milk is kept in a cool place , called a dai - ry . The rich - er part of it we call cream . The cream is skimmed off the top of 12 [ LESS . XVIL THE COW . THE.
... eve - ning . We drink milk , and it is al - so made into cheese and but - ter . Milk is kept in a cool place , called a dai - ry . The rich - er part of it we call cream . The cream is skimmed off the top of 12 [ LESS . XVIL THE COW . THE.
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... called a calf . It is a pret - ty , gen - tle crea - ture . It lives on milk , which it sucks from the cow . It is fond of play , and loves to frisk a - bout near its moth - er . It is oft - en killed for food . The flesh of the calf is ...
... called a calf . It is a pret - ty , gen - tle crea - ture . It lives on milk , which it sucks from the cow . It is fond of play , and loves to frisk a - bout near its moth - er . It is oft - en killed for food . The flesh of the calf is ...
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Страница 191 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Страница 80 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell." She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea; "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 193 - In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
Страница 195 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles.
Страница 192 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving.
Страница 2 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. ' Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won And our good Prince Eugene ; ' ' Why 'twas a very wicked thing ! ' Said little Wilhelmine ; ' Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he,
Страница 181 - Noiselessly as the daylight comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the spring-time her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills open their thousand leaves...
Страница 81 - You run about, my little Maid, Your limbs they are alive ; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." " Their graves are green, they may be seen...
Страница 189 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree, could bear.
Страница 196 - How beautiful is the rain ! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain ! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs ! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout ! Across the window-pane It pours and pours ; And swift and wide, With a muddy tide, Like a river down the gutter roars The rain, the welcome rain...