The New code, 1871. The useful knowledge reading books, ed. by E.T. Stevens and C. Hole. 6 girls' standardsEdward Thomas Stevens 1872 |
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The New code, 1871. The useful knowledge reading books, ed. by E.T. Stevens ... Edward Thomas Stevens Visualització completa - 1872 |
The New code, 1871. The useful knowledge reading books, ed. by E.T. Stevens ... Edward Thomas Stevens Visualització completa - 1872 |
The New code, 1871. The useful knowledge reading books, ed. by E.T. Stevens ... Edward Thomas Stevens Visualització completa - 1873 |
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Pàgina 79 - The red-bird warbled, as he wrought His hanging nest o'erhead, And fearless, near the fatal spot, Her young the partridge led. But there was weeping far away, And gentle eyes, for him, With watching many an anxious day, Were sorrowful and dim.
Pàgina 128 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Pàgina 99 - How pleasant the life of a bird must be, Wherever it listeth there to flee ; To go when a joyful fancy calls Dashing adown 'mong the waterfalls, Then wheeling about with its mates at play, Above and below, and among the spray, Hither and thither, with screams as wild As the laughing mirth of a rosy child...
Pàgina 98 - How pleasant the life of a bird must be, Flitting about in each leafy tree; In the leafy trees so broad and tall, Like a green and beautiful palace hall, With its airy chambers light and boon, That open to sun and stars and moon — That open unto the bright blue sky, And the frolicsome winds as they wander by.
Pàgina 127 - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, ' You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again.' As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. 2 'A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Pàgina 79 - WHEN spring, to woods and wastes around, Brought bloom and joy again, The murdered traveller's bones were found, Far down a narrow glen. The fragrant birch, above him, hung Her tassels in the sky; And many a vernal blossom sprung, And nodded careless by.
Pàgina 61 - -ikes his sounding flight ; He tosses about in every bare tree, As. if you look up, you plainly may see . But how he will come and whither he goes There's never a scholar in England knows. He will suddenly stop in a cunning...
Pàgina 25 - Tis a timid, gentle creature, And seldom comes in sight ; It has a long and wiry tail. And eyes both black and bright It makes its nest of soft, dry moss, In a hole so deep and strong ; And there it sleeps secure and warm, The dreary winter long. And though it keeps no calendar, It knows when flowers are springing ; And waketh to its summer life When Nightingales are singing.
Pàgina 111 - They laid themselves down on the herbage at last; And waiting politely (as gentlemen must), The ass held his tongue, that the cow might speak first. Then, with a deep sigh, she directly began, " Don't you think, Mr. Ass, we are injured by man ? 'Tis a subject...
Pàgina 62 - tis the sound of the eight o'clock bell. — Come now we'll to bed ! and when we are there He may work his own will, and what shall we care ? He may knock at the door...