Third-[fifth] Language ReaderMacmillan Company, 1906 |
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... Ugly Duckling . 44. The Ugly Duckling ( continued ) 45. The Ugly Duckling ( continued ) 46. The Ugly Duckling ( concluded ) What the Birds Say . • Mrs. T. H. James William Allingham William Shakespeare H. C. Andersen • · • • • · S. T. ...
... Ugly Duckling . 44. The Ugly Duckling ( continued ) 45. The Ugly Duckling ( continued ) 46. The Ugly Duckling ( concluded ) What the Birds Say . • Mrs. T. H. James William Allingham William Shakespeare H. C. Andersen • · • • • · S. T. ...
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... cry : On the bat's back I do fly , Merrily , merrily , shall I live now , Under the blossom that hangs on the bough ! -WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 43 THE UGLY DUCKLING IT was beautiful in the country 146 THIRD YEAR LANGUAGE READER.
... cry : On the bat's back I do fly , Merrily , merrily , shall I live now , Under the blossom that hangs on the bough ! -WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 43 THE UGLY DUCKLING IT was beautiful in the country 146 THIRD YEAR LANGUAGE READER.
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... been there a long time , and had few visitors ; for the other Ducks preferred swim- ming on the canals to sitting among the burdock leaves gossiping with her . 20 66 At last the eggs cracked one after another ,. THE UGLY DUCKLING 147.
... been there a long time , and had few visitors ; for the other Ducks preferred swim- ming on the canals to sitting among the burdock leaves gossiping with her . 20 66 At last the eggs cracked one after another ,. THE UGLY DUCKLING 147.
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... ugly it was ! The Duck looked at " That is a great , strong creature , " said she ; none of the others are at all like it ; can it be a young turkey cock ? Well , we shall soon find 66 out ; it must go into the water , though THE UGLY ...
... ugly it was ! The Duck looked at " That is a great , strong creature , " said she ; none of the others are at all like it ; can it be a young turkey cock ? Well , we shall soon find 66 out ; it must go into the water , though THE UGLY ...
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... ugly , gray one . " No ! it is not a turkey , " said the old Duck ; " only see how prettily it moves its legs ! how 15 upright it holds itself ! it is my own child . It is also really very pretty , when one looks more closely at it ...
... ugly , gray one . " No ! it is not a turkey , " said the old Duck ; " only see how prettily it moves its legs ! how 15 upright it holds itself ! it is my own child . It is also really very pretty , when one looks more closely at it ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON Androcles apple branch asked Beast beautiful birds blew brother Caldon Low captain child CHRISTINA G cold cook cried daughter dinner Duckling Esop's Fables eyes fairy father fish fishhook flowers friends Frog gentian gold green HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN happy head heard Hiawatha jewel Killingworth kind king's land laughed line that tells Lion little birdie little girl Little white Lily live looked merchant mice morning mother Mount Beautiful Mouse deer never night Nokomis north wind doth Oral Exercise palace paragraphs tell poor little poor thing Prince Fire-fade Princess Pearl puss pussy question Read the line ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Sea King seen sheep ship sisters sleep soon stanza Stork thought told tortoise Town Mouse tree ugly UGLY DUCKLING Urashima village warm wild geese woodman words Write a statement young
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Página 215 - Then the little Hiawatha, Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets,, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens." Of all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he...
Página 146 - When owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 146 - UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!
Página 14 - He'll sit in a barn, and keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, poor thing.
Página 167 - I love and I love !" In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong ; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving — all come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love, The green fields below him, the blue sky above, That he sings, and he sings ; and for ever sings he — " I love my Love, and my Love loves me !'
Página 97 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden...
Página 210 - There the wrinkled, old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will get thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Página 113 - And I peeped into the widow's field, And sure enough were seen The yellow ears of the mildewed corn All standing stiff and green.
Página 241 - Who has seen the wind ? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind ? Neither you nor I : But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Página 201 - ... the hand from the tip of the thumb to the tip of the middle finger ; sa'vor y, sweet smelling ; car'cass, a body ; weap'on, something with which one fights ; bide, to dwell.