Lessons in Language, Literature, and CompositionThe Macmillan, 1912 - 279 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
adjectives adverbs aloud Arthur asked begin birds blue weather Bob-o'-link business letters called capital letter CHARLES KINGSLEY chee clause commas composition dear declarative sentence dependent clauses Describe Dictation Exercise exclamatory express father Fill the blanks flowers following sentences girl give group of words HENRY WARD BEECHER interrogative sentence John kind of sentence King Arthur lesson Look lulla meaning Notice Oral Exercise person plural nouns poem pronouns proper nouns pumpkins punctuated questions quotation marks inclose R. L. Stevenson Robert of Lincoln second sentence Select show possession sing singular nouns Sir Ector Sir Kay soldier Spink stanza story on page Study the following teacher Tell the story tells or asserts tences things third sentence thought topic transitive verb trees verb verb-phrase Word Study Write sentences Written Exercise Xerxes
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Página 161 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 72 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Página 58 - HOME. :Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Página 58 - ... there's no place like home; A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home, home, sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home!
Página 207 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 223 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours.
Página 17 - We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder,
Página 185 - Song Where the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Página 85 - Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife, Pretty and quiet, with plain brown wings, Passing at home a patient life, Broods in the grass while her husband sings: "Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Brood, kind creature; you need not fear Thieves and robbers while I am here. Chee, chee, chee!
Página 84 - MERRILY swinging on brier and weed, Near to the nest of his little dame, Over the mountain-side or mead, Robert of Lincoln is telling his name : Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; Snug and safe is that nest of ours, Hidden among the summer flowers. Chee, chee, chee.