Golden Treasury Readers: Primer, First-5th reader, Book 4American Book Company, 1912 - Readers |
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... books , " answered the teacher . Oh , " said Pierre , and his eyes grew large and earnest ; " but father has told me stories of real elves that live in our 66 mountains , and do many , many things , --kind. 13 THE MAGIC FOURTH READER.
... books , " answered the teacher . Oh , " said Pierre , and his eyes grew large and earnest ; " but father has told me stories of real elves that live in our 66 mountains , and do many , many things , --kind. 13 THE MAGIC FOURTH READER.
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... told the scholars to open their books at page sixty - one . The teacher opened the Magic Fourth Reader , and asked Margot to read . Margot was one of the brightest girls in school , and she started off reading plainly what was on page ...
... told the scholars to open their books at page sixty - one . The teacher opened the Magic Fourth Reader , and asked Margot to read . Margot was one of the brightest girls in school , and she started off reading plainly what was on page ...
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... told him to go on . He read one more sentence , and every book in the room suddenly turned to oranges and rolled off the desks to the floor . The children began to scramble about to pick them up , but Pierre went on reading just as if ...
... told him to go on . He read one more sentence , and every book in the room suddenly turned to oranges and rolled off the desks to the floor . The children began to scramble about to pick them up , but Pierre went on reading just as if ...
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... told them often that they should share everything that they had with each other . This the sisters always did . They often ran together alone in the wood , gathering berries . No creature ever offered to harm them , although wild ...
... told them often that they should share everything that they had with each other . This the sisters always did . They often ran together alone in the wood , gathering berries . No creature ever offered to harm them , although wild ...
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... told their mother all that had happened . " It must have been a good angel , " she said , " who came down to watch over you . " Snow - white and Red - rose kept their mother's cottage very neat and clean . It was a great pleasure to see ...
... told their mother all that had happened . " It must have been a good angel , " she said , " who came down to watch over you . " Snow - white and Red - rose kept their mother's cottage very neat and clean . It was a great pleasure to see ...
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Alice Allfather Apollo Asgard asked Baucis and Philemon began Bion birds Bregenz bright brown dwarf Camelot castle cave Charlemagne child Cogia cried Curdie daisy Dervish dwarf earth elves emperor eyes fairy father Fourth Reader Freya Frigga G. T. FOURTH Gareth girl gods gold hand happy heard heart Hyacinthus King Admetus King Arthur knew Lady Nightingale Lady of Shalott Lancelot leaves Leodogran live looked Lootie magic Merchant Merlin merry morning mother mountain Muria never noble Noureddin nurse o'er oak tree Odin Odur once palace Prince Beautiful princess queen Red-rose rode round Royal Sable Knight sang Santa Claus sing Sir Ector Sir Kay sleep snow song soon stood sweet sword tell thee things thou art thou hast thought told took turned voice whitebird wind wished wonderful young Zephyrus Zeus
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Page 360 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 332 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 373 - I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Page 257 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
Page 335 - PART II THERE she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott. And moving thro' a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear.
Page 277 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Page 78 - BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
Page 339 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right — The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Page 359 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Page 212 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.