Nature Study in Elementary Schools: First ReaderMacmillan Company, 1898 - 253 páginas |
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... give the bees for dinner ? The thistle likes to have the bees visit her . They put her flower dust just where she wants it . That is why she is so red and so fragrant . She says to the bees : - " I am beautiful , that you may see me ...
... give the bees for dinner ? The thistle likes to have the bees visit her . They put her flower dust just where she wants it . That is why she is so red and so fragrant . She says to the bees : - " I am beautiful , that you may see me ...
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... gives us the light . He helps the plants to grow . He warms us . He carries water up into the sky . He gives us the beautiful rainbow ! And at the foot of the rainbow lies a pot of gold . GOOD MORNING , MERRY SUNSHINE 37 GOOD MORNING ...
... gives us the light . He helps the plants to grow . He warms us . He carries water up into the sky . He gives us the beautiful rainbow ! And at the foot of the rainbow lies a pot of gold . GOOD MORNING , MERRY SUNSHINE 37 GOOD MORNING ...
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... gives them white caps to wear . " Are you strong ? " he cries to the trees . " How thick is your wool ? " he says to the sheep . " Have you found your winter nest ? " he says to the squirrel . He slams the door . He shakes the window ...
... gives them white caps to wear . " Are you strong ? " he cries to the trees . " How thick is your wool ? " he says to the sheep . " Have you found your winter nest ? " he says to the squirrel . He slams the door . He shakes the window ...
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... gives us is milk . But it is not the only thing . Think of all that is made from milk . I do not mean junkets and other nice desserts . I mean butter and cheese . THE JANUARY THAW 121 It would be hard to find. 120 JANUARY The Cow Again •
... gives us is milk . But it is not the only thing . Think of all that is made from milk . I do not mean junkets and other nice desserts . I mean butter and cheese . THE JANUARY THAW 121 It would be hard to find. 120 JANUARY The Cow Again •
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... gives us shoes . Glue is made from her hoofs . Tallow candles and beef come from her fat and flesh . And the farmer even uses her bones . He burns them . Then he spreads them over the ground . They make the soil much richer . Do you ...
... gives us shoes . Glue is made from her hoofs . Tallow candles and beef come from her fat and flesh . And the farmer even uses her bones . He burns them . Then he spreads them over the ground . They make the soil much richer . Do you ...
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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.