Literature for Little Folks: Selections from Standard Authors, and Easy Lessons in CompositionSower, Potts & Company, 1876 - 137 páginas |
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... walking out abroad , I never should forget this rule Of Jesus Christ our Lord . SUM OF THE COMMANDMENTS . Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and with all thy strength , and with all thy mind ...
... walking out abroad , I never should forget this rule Of Jesus Christ our Lord . SUM OF THE COMMANDMENTS . Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and with all thy strength , and with all thy mind ...
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... walk through the valley of the shadow of death , I will fear no evil ; for thou art with me ; Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me . Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies ; Thou anointest my head with oil ...
... walk through the valley of the shadow of death , I will fear no evil ; for thou art with me ; Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me . Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies ; Thou anointest my head with oil ...
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... walks in at the door ; " Good - day ! " cries little Gustava . She scatters crumbs for the little brown hen ; There comes a rush and a flutter , and then Down fly her little white doves so sweet , With their snowy wings and their ...
... walks in at the door ; " Good - day ! " cries little Gustava . She scatters crumbs for the little brown hen ; There comes a rush and a flutter , and then Down fly her little white doves so sweet , With their snowy wings and their ...
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... walking . " But chicky wistfully eyed the brook , And didn't half believe her , For she seemed to say , by a knowing look , Such stories couldn't deceive her . And as her mother was scratching the ground She muttered lower and lower ...
... walking . " But chicky wistfully eyed the brook , And didn't half believe her , For she seemed to say , by a knowing look , Such stories couldn't deceive her . And as her mother was scratching the ground She muttered lower and lower ...
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... walk as well as a chicken ? Why do hens scratch ? What lesson may children learn from this little chicken ? Who is the author , and what can you say about her ? Tell the story in your own words . Johnny's LESSON XXXIV . sent him to the ...
... walk as well as a chicken ? Why do hens scratch ? What lesson may children learn from this little chicken ? Who is the author , and what can you say about her ? Tell the story in your own words . Johnny's LESSON XXXIV . sent him to the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY animals beautiful snow blossoms bright chee children's hour churchyard clouds comes creatures dear little ELIZA COOK eyes father Five objects flowers following belong Four little girl glad happy hear heart heaven Hiawatha honey horse ISAAC WATTS ivy green Jesus kind laugh Let each pupil let the pupil little birds little dandelion little Gustava live look Lord Lord's Prayer Mary MARY MAPES DODGE Mary's Lamb merry morning mother nest never night old oaken bucket peep PHOEBE CARY picture piece play porringer Prayer pussy Review Robert of Lincoln round says Farmer John shines singing his chick-a-de-dee slates sleep song spank Spink squirrel story summer sweet teacher teetotal tell thee things Thou tree TWENTY-THIRD PSALM twinkle WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wings Write five Write ten sentences wrote
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Página 95 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Página 95 - Sisters and brothers, little maid. How many may you be?' 'How many? Seven in all,' she said, And wondering looked at me. 'And where are they ? I pray you tell.
Página 78 - Speak, father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Página 48 - So, up to the housetop the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas, too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound : He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
Página 108 - White are his shoulders, and white his crest ; Hear him call in his merry note : " Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Look, what a nice new coat is mine, Sure there was never a bird so fine. Chee, chee, chee.
Página 34 - I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind look, when he said, " Let the little ones come unto me.
Página 92 - HOME. :Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies 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 119 - 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.
Página 77 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Página 125 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...