The American School Readers: Primer, [First- reader], Book 5Macmillan Company, 1912 - Readers |
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... stories be true , he had dwelt upon earth ever since Adam was driven from the garden of Eden . ( ) Nevertheless , Mr. Toil had a severe and ugly countenance , especially for such little boys or big men as were inclined to be idle ; his ...
... stories be true , he had dwelt upon earth ever since Adam was driven from the garden of Eden . ( ) Nevertheless , Mr. Toil had a severe and ugly countenance , especially for such little boys or big men as were inclined to be idle ; his ...
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... day , even while he was doing his best to run away from him . Some people , to whom I have told little Daffydowndilly's story , are of opinion that old Mr. Toil was a magician , and possessed the power of multiplying 15.
... day , even while he was doing his best to run away from him . Some people , to whom I have told little Daffydowndilly's story , are of opinion that old Mr. Toil was a magician , and possessed the power of multiplying 15.
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... story , the care of the garden of Eden was merely pleasant exercise , as the earth yielded naturally all that man needed . The curse put upon Adam was " In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat . " Is hard work a blessing or a curse to ...
... story , the care of the garden of Eden was merely pleasant exercise , as the earth yielded naturally all that man needed . The curse put upon Adam was " In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat . " Is hard work a blessing or a curse to ...
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... story of a boy or girl who did nothing but play all day . Nathaniel Hawthorne , 1804-1864 , the author of this story , lived near Boston , Massachusetts . Other stories of his that you have perhaps read are Tanglewood Tales , Twice ...
... story of a boy or girl who did nothing but play all day . Nathaniel Hawthorne , 1804-1864 , the author of this story , lived near Boston , Massachusetts . Other stories of his that you have perhaps read are Tanglewood Tales , Twice ...
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... story ? Why do you think so ? What part of it do you like best ? Are you chiefly interested in the dog or in the people ? If you like this story , you would like the whole book from which it is taken . James Fenimore Cooper , 1789-1851 ...
... story ? Why do you think so ? What part of it do you like best ? Are you chiefly interested in the dog or in the people ? If you like this story , you would like the whole book from which it is taken . James Fenimore Cooper , 1789-1851 ...
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Page 301 - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells: Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 116 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 1 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Page 302 - Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will...
Page 190 - Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Page 148 - 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, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise...
Page 189 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 439 - This is the interpretation of the thing ; MENE ; God hath numbered thy kingdom, and finished it. TEKEL ; Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting. PERES ; Thy kingdom is divided, and given to the Medes and Persians.
Page 74 - Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar." One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur! They'll have fleet steeds that follow!
Page 276 - Eat, eat, eat the burnt pig, father, only taste — O Lord !" — with such-like barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke. Ho-ti trembled in every joint while he grasped the abominable thing, wavering whether he should not put his son to death for an unnatural young monster, when the crackling scorching his fingers, as it had done his son's, and applying the same remedy to them, he in his turn tasted some of its flavor, which, make what sour mouths he would for a pretence,...