The Child Life Fifth Reader, كتاب 5London, 1902 - 375 من الصفحات |
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... wonderful sight ! she saw the great chimney full of beautiful playthings , and sacks of mag- nificent candies , and all sorts of good things ; and before all these splendid things the right shoe , that her nephew had given to the little ...
... wonderful sight ! she saw the great chimney full of beautiful playthings , and sacks of mag- nificent candies , and all sorts of good things ; and before all these splendid things the right shoe , that her nephew had given to the little ...
الصفحة 72
... wonderful proof of bird instinct , I was surprised to see a species of small parrot enter some of the nests , causing a great commotion among the colonists . Fritz , who very much wished to secure a live parrot , threw his gun on the ...
... wonderful proof of bird instinct , I was surprised to see a species of small parrot enter some of the nests , causing a great commotion among the colonists . Fritz , who very much wished to secure a live parrot , threw his gun on the ...
الصفحة 81
... wonderful gymnas- tic performance had turned out so well . Ernest , who had not taken part in it , was soon seen climbing a tree on which no fruit grew . In response to a laugh from his brothers , he took his axe from his girdle , and ...
... wonderful gymnas- tic performance had turned out so well . Ernest , who had not taken part in it , was soon seen climbing a tree on which no fruit grew . In response to a laugh from his brothers , he took his axe from his girdle , and ...
الصفحة 119
... wonderful skill and caution he went gradually on ; but it took twenty minutes of labor to empty the chest , and twenty minutes to fill it , with equal quiet . There remained , therefore , only twenty minutes in which to perform the rest ...
... wonderful skill and caution he went gradually on ; but it took twenty minutes of labor to empty the chest , and twenty minutes to fill it , with equal quiet . There remained , therefore , only twenty minutes in which to perform the rest ...
الصفحة 126
... symmetry , A skeleton ship rose up to view ! And around the bows and along the side The heavy hammers and mallets plied , Till after many a week , at length , Wonderful for form and strength , Sublime in its enormous 1268.
... symmetry , A skeleton ship rose up to view ! And around the bows and along the side The heavy hammers and mallets plied , Till after many a week , at length , Wonderful for form and strength , Sublime in its enormous 1268.
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الصفحة 82 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
الصفحة 86 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
الصفحة 364 - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou see'st — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
الصفحة 87 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea...
الصفحة 327 - Once more he stept into the street, And to his lips again Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane; And ere he blew three notes (such sweet Soft notes as yet musician's cunning Never gave the enraptured air) There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering.
الصفحة 135 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
الصفحة 342 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip. "I have not slept here all night.
الصفحة 335 - Rip Van Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals of foolish, well-oiled dispositions who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound. If left to...
الصفحة 365 - And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea. Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. But when that moan had past for evermore, The stillness of...
الصفحة 335 - Morning, noon, and night her tongue was incessantly going, and everything he said or did was sure to produce a torrent of household eloquence. Rip had but one way of replying to all lectures of the kind, and that, by frequent use, had grown into a habit. He shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, cast up his eyes, but said nothing.