The Hawthorne Readers, كتاب 4Globe School Book Company, 1904 |
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الصفحة 17
... tell the difference between such poems and those which are purely descriptive . Encourage them also to tell what there is in the various poems which pleases them . As a poem is read refer to one of simi- lar character or construction ...
... tell the difference between such poems and those which are purely descriptive . Encourage them also to tell what there is in the various poems which pleases them . As a poem is read refer to one of simi- lar character or construction ...
الصفحة 33
... telling a fairy tale . THE IERE were once five - and - twenty tin soldiers ; they were all brothers , for they had all been born of one old tin spoon . They shouldered their 33 - muskets and looked straight before them - their uniform.
... telling a fairy tale . THE IERE were once five - and - twenty tin soldiers ; they were all brothers , for they had all been born of one old tin spoon . They shouldered their 33 - muskets and looked straight before them - their uniform.
الصفحة 53
... tell what o'clock it is ! " 66 Why should it ? " muttered the Hatter . " Does your watch tell you what year it is ? " " Of course not , " Alice replied very readily : " but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time ...
... tell what o'clock it is ! " 66 Why should it ? " muttered the Hatter . " Does your watch tell you what year it is ? " " Of course not , " Alice replied very readily : " but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time ...
الصفحة 57
... Tell us a story ! " said the March Hare . 66 Yes , please do ! " pleaded Alice . " And be quick about it , " added the Hatter , " or you'll be asleep again before it's done . " " Once upon a time there were three little sis- A MAD TEA ...
... Tell us a story ! " said the March Hare . 66 Yes , please do ! " pleaded Alice . " And be quick about it , " added the Hatter , " or you'll be asleep again before it's done . " " Once upon a time there were three little sis- A MAD TEA ...
الصفحة 66
... tell you Master and Missis ain't at home to you ; " and he was , as we have said , going to slam the door . But the Fairy with her wand prevented the door being shut ; and Gruffanuff came out again in a fury , swearing in the most ...
... tell you Master and Missis ain't at home to you ; " and he was , as we have said , going to slam the door . But the Fairy with her wand prevented the door being shut ; and Gruffanuff came out again in a fury , swearing in the most ...
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Alice Anna Sewell apple battle beautiful began birds born boys brother called coracle Cranford cried dark Deacon dear death Diamond dogs door Dormouse earth Edward Everett Hale Elizabeth Eliza England Esther Dudley eyes face Fairy fell flowers FOURTH READER friends gathered give hand Hatter head heard heart Helen Hunt Jackson honor horse Indian JAMES KIRKE PAULDING John King Arthur knew lady land legends lived looked March Hare master meadow morning mother never night North Wind o'er once Peggotty Peterkin poems poet poor Province House queen reading aloud round sing Sir Bedivere Sir Launfal Sir Lucan song soon speak stood story sweet sword tell thee thing THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH thou thought Tin Soldier told took trees turned unto verse voice William wood word writing wrote young
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الصفحة 157 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
الصفحة 420 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
الصفحة 369 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
الصفحة 419 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
الصفحة 42 - When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away; Young blood must have its course lad, And every dog his day. When all the world is old, lad, And all the trees are brown; And all the sport is stale, lad, And all the wheels run down; Creep home, and take your place there, The spent and maimed among; God grant you find one face there, You loved when all was young.
الصفحة 423 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
الصفحة 187 - And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves, And slumber long and sweetly On beds of oaken leaves.
الصفحة 317 - But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. "Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
الصفحة 158 - Not as the conqueror comes They, the true-hearted, came, Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
الصفحة 344 - OFT in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.