Murby's Imperial reader, Libro 4 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Aberdeenshire ancient animals beautiful birds blackberry bonny boat brave Britons busy bee called canoes cassock chalk Charnwood Forest child Chinese cloud colour cried Drover Druids earth eyes father flowers fustian jacket give Gobi Growler hand happy hare heard horse Indian island Julius Cæsar kind king labour land laughing leaf leaves Leicestershire leopard live look morning mother mountains never night notary o'er old oaken bucket Pacific Ocean pearl piece Pinkshell plant poor Praise raft rain replied rope round sail Seaweed sheep shepherd ship shore sight SILVER TROUT Sir Conrad Sir John Moore snow soon sparrow-hawk steam stone stoop strong sweet teeth tell thee thief things thou busy thought tide tinker's dog trees turn vessel voice wild Willie wind wonder
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Página 148 - 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 255 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens : Praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : Praise ye him, all his hosts. Praise ye him, sun and moon : Praise him, all ye stars of light. Praise him, ye heavens of heavens, And ye waters that be above the heavens.
Página 164 - How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout! Across the window pane It pours and pours; And swift and wide, With a muddy tide, Like a river down the gutter roars The rain, the welcome rain!
Página 47 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew!
Página 114 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Página 126 - Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ; Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Página 256 - Oh come, let us worship and bow down : Let us kneel before the LORD our Maker. For he is our God ; And we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Página 174 - THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year, Companion of the Sun.
Página 165 - In the country, on every side, Where far and wide, Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide, Stretches the plain, To the dry grass and the drier grain How welcome is the rain ! In the furrowed land The toilsome and patient oxen stand ; Lifting the yoke-encumbered head, With their dilated nostrils spread, They silently inhale The clover-scented gale, And the vapors that arise From the well-watered and smoking soil.
Página 256 - O come, let us sing unto the Lord : let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation. 2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms.