Hazen's Primer and First-[fifth] Reader, Libro 2Sheldon, 1895 |
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... FLOWERS GROW , 84 86 88 92 93 XLIII . WHAT DO YOU DO ? 96 XLIV . MY DOG SPOT , 98 XLV . MY BROTHER JOHN , 102 XLVI . WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST ? 104 XLVII . MY BIRTHDAY , 110 XLVIII . THE ROCKING - CHAIR , 112 XLIX . PRINCE , 115 L. THE ...
... FLOWERS GROW , 84 86 88 92 93 XLIII . WHAT DO YOU DO ? 96 XLIV . MY DOG SPOT , 98 XLV . MY BROTHER JOHN , 102 XLVI . WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST ? 104 XLVII . MY BIRTHDAY , 110 XLVIII . THE ROCKING - CHAIR , 112 XLIX . PRINCE , 115 L. THE ...
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Marshman William Hazen. 10. Kate said that she wanted some of the pretty flowers in the woods , and thought she would get them for mamma . She did not think that mamma would be afraid if she went over to the woods just for a minute . 1 ...
Marshman William Hazen. 10. Kate said that she wanted some of the pretty flowers in the woods , and thought she would get them for mamma . She did not think that mamma would be afraid if she went over to the woods just for a minute . 1 ...
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... flowers . " 1. Front ( ó - ŭ ) , broom , ought , pieces , quite , does ( ôe = ŭ ) , meant , guessed , next , roll , indeed . 2. What is left out after " Willie's " ? What is a yard ? Must it have a fence round it ? What other meaning ...
... flowers . " 1. Front ( ó - ŭ ) , broom , ought , pieces , quite , does ( ôe = ŭ ) , meant , guessed , next , roll , indeed . 2. What is left out after " Willie's " ? What is a yard ? Must it have a fence round it ? What other meaning ...
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... flower and this bee , And this field with its swift - running brook ! 3. " And here is a story , And there is a song . Let me read you the story ; It will not take long . " Then to her the story he read . 4. " Oh , what a nice story ...
... flower and this bee , And this field with its swift - running brook ! 3. " And here is a story , And there is a song . Let me read you the story ; It will not take long . " Then to her the story he read . 4. " Oh , what a nice story ...
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... flowers . He liked to see them growing , and his garden was quite free from weeds . 2. One summer he laid out his garden with- out his father's help , and seeds himself . 3. Pretty soon the tiny green leaves be- gan to push their way up ...
... flowers . He liked to see them growing , and his garden was quite free from weeds . 2. One summer he laid out his garden with- out his father's help , and seeds himself . 3. Pretty soon the tiny green leaves be- gan to push their way up ...
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Términos y frases comunes
action-word barn BIRD'S NEST boat Change dear diphthongs drink earth eggs Fannie fast father fish flowers girls Give grass Group the words grow Harry HIDE AND SEEK hill hoofs horse James John Kate kite kitty knew laughed lesson Let me ride letters little bird little boy look LOOSE SHOE mamma mark the sounds moon mother move name-words never nice night papa paragraph Pitter-patter play POEM RE-TOLD pond pretty pull pupils quality-word rain rhyming roots round salt water SANTA CLARA COUNTY sentences containing sheep shoes silent letters sing sled sleep snow soon Spot stanza stole story string swim syllables teacher tell things thought three little birds to-day To-whit told tree unmarked vowel watch Willie wind word means write
Pasajes populares
Página 171 - Though she saw him there, like a ball of light; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head — The violets curtsied, and went to bed; And good little Lucy tied up her hair, And said, on her knees, her favourite prayer.
Página 109 - I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel." A little boy hung down his head, And went and hid behind the bed, For he stole that pretty nest From poor little Yellowbreast.
Página xiii - A PRONOUN is a word that takes the place of a noun ; as " He reads," " She studies," " It falls." AN ADJECTIVE is a word used to describe a noun; as '•'•sweet cider," "educated people,
Página 169 - A fair little girl sat under a tree. Sewing as long as her eyes could see; Then smoothed her work, and folded it right. And said, 'Dear work, Good Night! Good Night!
Página 170 - The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed, The sheep's " bleat, bleat ! " came over the road ; All seeming to say, with a quiet delight, " Good little girl, good night, good night...
Página 108 - Don't ask me again. Why, I haven'ta chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Cluck! Cluck!" said the hen, "Don't ask me again." "Chirr-a-whirr! Chirr-a-whirr! All the birds make a stir! Let us find out his name, And all cry, 'For shame!'" "I would not rob a bird," Said little Mary Green; "I think I never heard Of anything so mean.
Página 171 - And said, on her knees, her favorite prayer. And while on her pillow she softly lay, She knew nothing more till again it was day; And all things said to the beautiful sun, " Good morning, good morning ! Our work is begun.
Página 118 - Pretty moon, pretty moon, How you shine on the door, And make it all bright On my nursery floor! You shine on my playthings, And show me their place, And I love to look up At your pretty bright face. And there is a star Close by you, and maybe That small twinkling star Is your little baby.
Página 143 - SLEEP, baby, sleep ! Thy father watches the sheep, Thy mother is shaking the dream-land tree, And down falls a little dream on thee ; Sleep, baby, sleep ! Sleep, baby, sleep ! The large stars are the sheep, The little stars are the lambs, I guess, The fair moon is the shepherdess ; Sleep, baby, sleep...
Página 204 - February has only twenty-eight days for seven years, and then, on the eighth year, it has twenty-nine again." 5. " Then/' said Henry, " there are always sixty seconds in a minute, sixty minutes in an hour, twenty-four hours in a day, seven days in a week, and twelve months in a year.