Story Hour Readings, كتاب 6American Book, 1921 |
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الصفحة 214
Ernest Clark Hartwell. BERNARD WESTMACOT THE YOUTH WHO COULD NOT LIE ALONG time ago there. SWEN SURPRISES THE PRINCESS ( See opposite page ). 214.
Ernest Clark Hartwell. BERNARD WESTMACOT THE YOUTH WHO COULD NOT LIE ALONG time ago there. SWEN SURPRISES THE PRINCESS ( See opposite page ). 214.
الصفحة 215
... Swen . " I am quite content with my share . An old pair of woolen gloves is a good thing to have when the cold nips one's fingers , and your blessing is worth more to 15 me than all the gold in the world . " So Swen received the gloves ...
... Swen . " I am quite content with my share . An old pair of woolen gloves is a good thing to have when the cold nips one's fingers , and your blessing is worth more to 15 me than all the gold in the world . " So Swen received the gloves ...
الصفحة 216
... Swen ; and seating himself upon s a stone in the middle of the brook he played his flute . So near did the birds come flying that they brushed his cap with their wings and the small trout in the stream danced to the tune he played . And ...
... Swen ; and seating himself upon s a stone in the middle of the brook he played his flute . So near did the birds come flying that they brushed his cap with their wings and the small trout in the stream danced to the tune he played . And ...
الصفحة 217
... Swen . The king looked at the princess and the princess looked at the king . The princess was throwing cherry stones on the carpet . " You shouldn't do that , " said Swen . " They might leave stains . " " That's none of your business ...
... Swen . The king looked at the princess and the princess looked at the king . The princess was throwing cherry stones on the carpet . " You shouldn't do that , " said Swen . " They might leave stains . " " That's none of your business ...
الصفحة 218
... Swen . " Stick 10 to it if you like , only let me stick to mine . " After a while the king caught sight of the flute in Swen's coat . " You play the flute , I see , " said he . " You are master of that instrument , I dare say ...
... Swen . " Stick 10 to it if you like , only let me stick to mine . " After a while the king caught sight of the flute in Swen's coat . " You play the flute , I see , " said he . " You are master of that instrument , I dare say ...
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American answered apple tree asked beautiful began boat cabin Calais called Carcassonne child Children's Crusade Christmas Cleon cotton cried Croesus Curdie dark door earth eyes face father feet fire girls grain gray Gretel hand happy harvest head heard heart honor horses Indian JAMES BALDWIN JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER kettle King Robert Lafayette land Lewis County light live logs Loki looked Lootie merry miles mountain Neonetta never night Philemon and Baucis pilot poem prince princess reaper Robert Morris rocks round S. H. R. SIXTH sail ship shore side silver skate Solon soon Spider stand stars Steme stood story Swen tell Thialfi things Thor thou thought turned Uncle Buck vessel voice Walter Manny William Phips wind wood ΙΟ ΤΟ
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الصفحة 375 - 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 100 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat Against the stinging blast; He cut a rope from a broken spar. And bound her to the mast. "O father! I hear the church-bells ring, O say, what may it be?
الصفحة 92 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
الصفحة 383 - By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set today a votive stone; That memory may their deed redeem, When, like our sires, our sons are gone. Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die,...
الصفحة 102 - She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board; Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank, Ho! Ho! the breakers roared!
الصفحة 261 - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
الصفحة 175 - Sail on! sail on! and on!'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak." The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say...
الصفحة 105 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's...
الصفحة 96 - Within, the master's desk is seen, Deep scarred by raps official; The warping floor, the battered seats, The jack-knife's carved initial; The charcoal...
الصفحة 387 - God, give us men! A time like this demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith and ready hands; Men whom the lust of office does not kill; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy; Men who possess opinions and a will; Men who have honor; men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue And damn his treacherous flatteries without winking! Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty and in private thinking...