McGuffey's Fifth Eclectic Reader

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American Book Company, 1879 - 352 من الصفحات

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The Machinists Return Washington Capital
Make Way for Liberty James Montgomery
The English Skylark Elihu Burritt
How Sleep the Brave William Collins
Supposed Speech of John Adams Daniel Webster
The Rising T B Read
6a Control your Temper Dr John Todd
William Tell Sheridan Knowles
William Tell Sheridan Knowles
The Crazy Engineer
The Heritage Lowell
No Excellence without Labor William Wirt
The Old Houseclock
The Examination D P Thompson
The Isle of Long Ago B F Taylor
The Boston Massacre Bancroft
Death of the Beautiful Mrs E L Follen
Snow Falling J J Piatt
Squeerss Method Dickens
The Gift of Empty Hands Mrs S M B Piatt
Capturing the Wild Horse Irving
Sowing and Reaping Adelaide Anne Procter
Taking Comfort Whittier
Calling the Roll Shepherd
Turtle Soup C F Briggs
The Best Kind of Revenge
8G The Soldier of the Rhine Mrs C E S Norton
The Winged Worshipers Charles Sprague
The Peevish Wife Maria Edgeworth
The Rainy Day Longfellow
Break Break Break Tennyson
Transportation and Planting of Seeds H D Thoreau
Spring Again Mrs Celia Thaxter
Religion the only Basis of Society William E Channing
Rock Me to Sleep Mrs E A Allen
Man and the Inferior Animals Jane Taylor
The Blind Men and the Elephant J G Saxe
A Home Scene D G Mitchell
The Light of Other Days Moore
A Chase in the English Channel Cooper
Burial of Sir John Moore Charles Wolfe
Little Victories Harriet Martineau
The Character of a Happy Life Sir Henry Wotton
The Art of Discouragement Arthur Helps
The Mariners Dream William Dimond
The Passenger Pigeon Audubon
The Country Life R H Stoddard
The Virginians Thackeray
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الصفحة 295 - 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 hath bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
الصفحة 154 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
الصفحة 296 - When I remember all The friends so linked together, I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
الصفحة 335 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
الصفحة 36 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps...
الصفحة 73 - When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him; and the son of man, that thou visitest him? For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honor. Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet...
الصفحة 96 - Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
الصفحة 334 - Much less did it resemble that of any known herb, weed, or flower. A premonitory moistening at the same time overflowed his nether lip. He knew not what to think. He next stooped down to feel the pig, if there were any signs of life in it. He burnt his fingers, and to cool them he applied them in his booby fashion to his mouth.
الصفحة 117 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...
الصفحة 337 - The insurance offices one and all shut up shop. People built slighter and slighter every day, until it was feared that the very science of architecture would in no long time be lost to the world. Thus this custom of firing houses continued...

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