Dictation Day by Day: A Modern SpellerMacmillan Company, 1909 |
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Términos y frases comunes
40 cents 64-66 FIFTH AVENUE ALBERT BUSHNELL HART American History apple BAKER barefoot boy beautiful birds Birthday Bob-o'-link Brood CARPENTER chee cheer CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO Chorus Columbus dear dwarf Eugene Field fairy Farewell father fear field Florence Florence Nightingale Flower of Liberty Freedom's Gessler glad H. W. LONGFELLOW hail the banner Hallowe'en Happy hear heart Helen HENRY HENRY VAN DYKE HENRY W Highlands Horace Mann School JOHN G Language Reader laughed lived LUCY LARCOM merry morning mother mountain never night noun ends O'er the land pleasant queen Reader By FRANKLIN REVIEW Robert of Lincoln Robin Hood SAN FRANCISCO ATLANTA Siegfried sing snow spank spider Spink star-spangled banner starry Flower stories sweet teacher Tell thee I sing thou thread thro trees valley wave O'er WHITTIER WILLIAM WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods yellow Yoooo
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Página 44 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 97 - The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter 'Little Prig; Bun replied, 'You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you...
Página 105 - 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 38 - 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.
Página 92 - Humming-birds and honey-bees ; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade ; For my taste, the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall...
Página 41 - 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 hair. A whisper, and then a silence: Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and planning together To take me by surprise.
Página 49 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Página 104 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.
Página 49 - O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave ? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Página 40 - HOUR. 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.