Nature Study in Elementary Schools: First ReaderMacmillan Company, 1898 - 253 páginas |
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... eggs from the nest . And birds ' eggs become birds . Let us kill caterpillars by helping the birds . THE GRASSHOPPER FAMILY grasshopper rubbing Katy did better clothes How do you do , Mr. Grasshopper ? What a long pair of legs you have ...
... eggs from the nest . And birds ' eggs become birds . Let us kill caterpillars by helping the birds . THE GRASSHOPPER FAMILY grasshopper rubbing Katy did better clothes How do you do , Mr. Grasshopper ? What a long pair of legs you have ...
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... egg . In a short time this little house grew around the egg . The oak built the house . Perhaps she wanted to get the egg as far from her as she could . whisper weather vane least whichever heart Where did Shepherd Wind come from to ...
... egg . In a short time this little house grew around the egg . The oak built the house . Perhaps she wanted to get the egg as far from her as she could . whisper weather vane least whichever heart Where did Shepherd Wind come from to ...
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... egg . " Tick ! tick ! " it said as if it had been a golden watch . But it was not . It was an egg - a real , living egg . The egg cracked and opened . Out came a dear little baby swan . Around its neck were four rings . The woman had ...
... egg . " Tick ! tick ! " it said as if it had been a golden watch . But it was not . It was an egg - a real , living egg . The egg cracked and opened . Out came a dear little baby swan . Around its neck were four rings . The woman had ...
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... eggs carefully buried in the ground . The frogs have hidden themselves in the mud . They have begun their long winter nap . The honey bees are in their hives . Mrs. Wasp and Mrs. Bumble Bee are hiding under logs or stones , or in cracks ...
... eggs carefully buried in the ground . The frogs have hidden themselves in the mud . They have begun their long winter nap . The honey bees are in their hives . Mrs. Wasp and Mrs. Bumble Bee are hiding under logs or stones , or in cracks ...
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... egg was lost . Many a baby bird was stolen . And all because Lindu did not help the birds . Then the winds took pity on Lindu . They lifted her gently from the ground . They carried her to the sky . And there she still lives . Her ...
... egg was lost . Many a baby bird was stolen . And all because Lindu did not help the birds . Then the winds took pity on Lindu . They lifted her gently from the ground . They carried her to the sky . And there she still lives . Her ...
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ABRAHAM LINCOLN ALICE CARY apple blossoms autumn babies balsam fir beak beautiful bees birds branches buds Busy body butterfly cake called carried Caterpillar clouds comes corn cousin crow dandelion dear dress earth EARTHWORM English sparrow evergreens eyes farmer fish five peas flew flower dust glad golden rod GOLDFISH GRAIN OF WHEAT grass grasshoppers green grew grow honey Jack Frost JANUARY THAW Jason Golden kissed leaves Lindu Little Bird Blue little children little house live look maple MARY HOWITT meadow moon morning mother mouth Nature Study nest night North Wind Perhaps Pilgrims plants poor thing pretty rain robin seeds Shepherd Wind shining shone Silk worm sleep snow snowflakes spring spruce tree stars summer SUNSHINE STORIES swallows swan THANKSGIVING tiny warm watching water dust weather weather vane wings wise little grain wood Youth's Companion
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Página 241 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Página 131 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Página 92 - At evening when I go to bed I see the stars shine overhead; They are the little daisies white That dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there; For when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all, and dropped them down Into the meadows of the town. —Frank...
Página 209 - Little white Lily Sat by a stone, Drooping and waiting Till the sun shone. Little white Lily Sunshine has fed ; Little white Lily Is lifting her head. Little white Lily Said, " It is good ; Little white Lily's Clothing and food.
Página 23 - The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down ; The gentian's bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun ; The sedges flaunt their harvest In every meadow nook, And asters by the brookside Make asters in the brook; From dewy lanes at morning The grapes...
Página 29 - WHICHEVER way the wind doth blow, Some heart is glad to have it so; Then blow it east or blow it west, The wind that blows, that wind is best.
Página 91 - OVER the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go ; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow.
Página 47 - PARTY October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came — The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.
Página 187 - Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley ! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily ! " Lay aside your cloak, O Birch-Tree ! Lay aside your white-skin wrapper, For the Summer-time is coming, And the sun is warm in heaven, And you need no white-skin wrapper...
Página 190 - DANCE to the beat of the rain, little Fern, And spread out your palms again, And say, " Tho' the sun Hath my vesture spun, He had labored, alas, in vain, But for the shade That the Cloud hath made, And the gift of the Dew and the Rain.