Englisches LesebuchB.G. Teubner, 1904 - 294 páginas |
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Página 20
... Pretty Peep ; She wades in the waters , Deep , deep , deep ! She climbs up the mountains , High , high , high ; My poor little sister , She has but one eye . HELS V 44 . I WENT to the wood and got it , 30 I sat down and looked at it ...
... Pretty Peep ; She wades in the waters , Deep , deep , deep ! She climbs up the mountains , High , high , high ; My poor little sister , She has but one eye . HELS V 44 . I WENT to the wood and got it , 30 I sat down and looked at it ...
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... pretty fellow , " said the crow ; " he says he won't go to school ; here's a pretty dunce ; " and all the crows 20 began to say , " Caw ! caw ! caw ! " as if they were laughing at Tommy . " What ! you do not like work ? " said the crow ...
... pretty fellow , " said the crow ; " he says he won't go to school ; here's a pretty dunce ; " and all the crows 20 began to say , " Caw ! caw ! caw ! " as if they were laughing at Tommy . " What ! you do not like work ? " said the crow ...
Página 28
... pretty boy , here's a wise boy ! " All the crows when they heard this , flapped their wings 15 too , and cried , " Caw , caw , caw , " louder than before . " No one taught me to build my house , " said the crow when they were quiet ...
... pretty boy , here's a wise boy ! " All the crows when they heard this , flapped their wings 15 too , and cried , " Caw , caw , caw , " louder than before . " No one taught me to build my house , " said the crow when they were quiet ...
Página 29
... pretty fellow to come and lie on the grass all day , when you are such a dunce . Go to school ! go to school ! go to school ! " All the crows took up the cry , and made such a noise , that Tommy picked up his books to throw at them ...
... pretty fellow to come and lie on the grass all day , when you are such a dunce . Go to school ! go to school ! go to school ! " All the crows took up the cry , and made such a noise , that Tommy picked up his books to throw at them ...
Página 47
... the hill , And blew a blast both loud and shrill ; Says the fox , " That is very pretty music , still 30 I'd rather be in my den , O ! den , O ! den , O ! " 1 At last the fox got to his den , FARM , GARDEN , FIELDS . 47.
... the hill , And blew a blast both loud and shrill ; Says the fox , " That is very pretty music , still 30 I'd rather be in my den , O ! den , O ! den , O ! " 1 At last the fox got to his den , FARM , GARDEN , FIELDS . 47.
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 139 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Página 106 - ... He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped...
Página 140 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 67 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Página 145 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Página 96 - My heart's in the highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the highlands a-chasing the deer : Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the highlands wherever I go.
Página 95 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Página 137 - In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. ' Stay — stay with us ! — rest ! — thou art weary and worn...
Página 140 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 152 - Through days of sorrow and of mirth, Through days of death and days of birth, Through every swift vicissitude Of changeful time, unchanged it has stood, And as if, like God, it all things saw, It calmly repeats those words of awe — " Forever — never ! Never — forever...