Introductory English reading bookLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1822 - 171 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 26
... beautiful crimson and black feathers he has in his wings , and tail , and all over his body . Do you observe this fine red comb on his head , and his white ivory bill ? See , he claps his wings ; and now he crows aloud . He has a voice ...
... beautiful crimson and black feathers he has in his wings , and tail , and all over his body . Do you observe this fine red comb on his head , and his white ivory bill ? See , he claps his wings ; and now he crows aloud . He has a voice ...
الصفحة 28
... beautiful colours are on the necks of those two perched on the tiles of the wash - house ; pur- ple and gold , and blue ! Those white ones with tails standing up like the tails of hens , are called fan - tail pigeons . Pigeons never lay ...
... beautiful colours are on the necks of those two perched on the tiles of the wash - house ; pur- ple and gold , and blue ! Those white ones with tails standing up like the tails of hens , are called fan - tail pigeons . Pigeons never lay ...
الصفحة 31
... beautiful sight , of which the slothful deprive themselves . There he breathed the cheering freshness of the morning , and the sweet odour of the flowers , which were blooming around him . There he heard the charming twittering and ...
... beautiful sight , of which the slothful deprive themselves . There he breathed the cheering freshness of the morning , and the sweet odour of the flowers , which were blooming around him . There he heard the charming twittering and ...
الصفحة 35
... beautiful flower , The glory of June and July ; But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour , In a day they both wither and die . Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to boast Above all the flowers of the field ; When its leaves are ...
... beautiful flower , The glory of June and July ; But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour , In a day they both wither and die . Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to boast Above all the flowers of the field ; When its leaves are ...
الصفحة 37
... beautiful day , The sun shines so bright and so warm ; The little ants busy and gay , Are come from their holes in a swarm . All winter together they sleep , Or in under - ground passages run ; Not one of them daring to peep , To see ...
... beautiful day , The sun shines so bright and so warm ; The little ants busy and gay , Are come from their holes in a swarm . All winter together they sleep , Or in under - ground passages run ; Not one of them daring to peep , To see ...
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الصفحة 135 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
الصفحة 76 - See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
الصفحة 135 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
الصفحة 35 - How fair is the rose ! what a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May ! But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die in a day.
الصفحة 141 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
الصفحة 104 - Conceal'd, and fattens with the richest sap ; These are not wanting ; nor the milky drove Luxuriant, spread o'er all the lowing vale ; Nor bleating mountains...
الصفحة 103 - For him the spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds; for him the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn.
الصفحة 103 - Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure, unreproved...
الصفحة 166 - But chiefly man the day of rest enjoys. Hail, SABBATH ! thee I hail, the poor man's day! On other days, the man of toil is...
الصفحة 34 - If we had been ducks we might dabble in mud ; Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ; So foul and so fierce are their natures : But Thomas and William, and such pretty names, Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or as lambs, Those lovely sweet innocent creatures.