Elson Grammar School Readers, Libro 1Scott, Foresman and Company, 1911 Selections from American and English poets and authors. Includes brief biographical information and "helps to study." |
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... GREEN AND HIS FLYING- MACHINE . TRAVEL THE LITTLE LAND . MORE STORIES : THE GOLDEN TOUCH ... . A VISIT FROM ST . NICHOLAS . Phoebe Cary ... Felicia Hemans .. ( Author unknown ) . John T. Trowbridge ... Robert Louis Stevenson . Robert ...
... GREEN AND HIS FLYING- MACHINE . TRAVEL THE LITTLE LAND . MORE STORIES : THE GOLDEN TOUCH ... . A VISIT FROM ST . NICHOLAS . Phoebe Cary ... Felicia Hemans .. ( Author unknown ) . John T. Trowbridge ... Robert Louis Stevenson . Robert ...
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... green mossy brim to receive it , As poised on the curb , it inclined to my lips ! Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it , Though filled with the nectar which Jupiter sips ; And now , far removed from thy loved situation ...
... green mossy brim to receive it , As poised on the curb , it inclined to my lips ! Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it , Though filled with the nectar which Jupiter sips ; And now , far removed from thy loved situation ...
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... green and purple ; there's a crest upon your head ; Your eyes are like the diamond bright , but mine are dull as lead ! " 6 Alas , alas ! how very soon this silly little Fly , Hearing his wily , flattering words , came slowly flitting ...
... green and purple ; there's a crest upon your head ; Your eyes are like the diamond bright , but mine are dull as lead ! " 6 Alas , alas ! how very soon this silly little Fly , Hearing his wily , flattering words , came slowly flitting ...
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... GREEN AND HIS FLYING - MACHINE JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE John Townsend Trowbridge ( 1827- ) , an American writer , lives in Cambridge . He and Lucy Larcom were for a time editors of " Our Young Folks ' Magazine . " Trowbridge first saw a ...
... GREEN AND HIS FLYING - MACHINE JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE John Townsend Trowbridge ( 1827- ) , an American writer , lives in Cambridge . He and Lucy Larcom were for a time editors of " Our Young Folks ' Magazine . " Trowbridge first saw a ...
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... Green : The son of a farmer , -age fourteen ; His body was long and lank and lean , — Just right for flying , as will be seen ; He had two eyes , each bright as a bean , And a freckled nose that grew between , A little awry , for I must ...
... Green : The son of a farmer , -age fourteen ; His body was long and lank and lean , — Just right for flying , as will be seen ; He had two eyes , each bright as a bean , And a freckled nose that grew between , A little awry , for I must ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Aladdin Aladdin's mother Ali Baba answered arrows asked Baba Badroulbadour beautiful birds Blefuscu boat bright called Captain Cassim cave cried Dacotahs deer door Emperor Epimetheus eyes flowers forest gave give gold golden hand heard heart HELPS TO STUDY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Hiawatha horses hundred island isle King knew Kwasind lamp land Lilliput lines which tell Little John lived look magician Majesty meadow Midas Morgiana morning night Nokomis Notes and Questions o'er palace Pandora Phrases for Study poem poet Read lines Read the lines rich river Robin Hood round sail Sheriff Sheriff of Nottingham ship shore Sindbad SINDBAD THE SAILOR singing slave song Song of Hiawatha soon stanza stood story STUDY Notes Sultan things thou thought told took tree VOCABULARY voyage wigwam wild wind wood WORDS AND PHRASES
Pasajes populares
Página 130 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 290 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.
Página 89 - He was chubby and plump — a right jolly old elf; And I laughed, when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Página 45 - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read.
Página 17 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave 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 290 - I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Página 88 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Página 89 - He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
Página 32 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Página 51 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but he 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.