Lessons in the Speaking and Writing of English, Llibre 1D.C. Heath & Company, 1922 |
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Lessons in the Speaking and Writing of English John Matthews Manly,Eliza Randall Bailey,Edith Rickert Visualització completa - 1922 |
Lessons in the Speaking and Writing of English John Matthews Manly,Eliza Randall Bailey,Edith Rickert Visualització completa - 1922 |
Lessons in the Speaking and Writing of English, Llibre 2 John Matthews Manly,Eliza Randall Simmons Bailey,Edith Rickert Visualització completa - 1922 |
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Pàgina 56 - THE SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down...
Pàgina 170 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Pàgina vi - Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle, All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain Fly as thick as driving rain; And ever again, in the wink of an eye, Painted stations whistle by. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who stands and gazes; And there is the green for stringing the daisies! Here is a cart run away in the road Lumping along with man...
Pàgina 56 - HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said : ' Ain't you 'shamed, you...
Pàgina 26 - FASTER than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle, All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain Fly as thick as driving rain; And ever again, in the wink of an eye, Painted stations whistle by. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who...
Pàgina 176 - Not gold, but only men can make A people great and strong; Men who, for truth and honor's sake. Stand fast and suffer long. Brave men who work while others Bleep Who dare while others fly — They build a Nation's pillars deep And lift them to the sky.
Pàgina 19 - BLOW, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it and into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn. Six little mice sat down to spin, Pussy passed by, and she peeped in. "What are you at, my little men?
Pàgina 6 - Lady-bird ! lady-bird ! fly away home ; — The field-mouse has gone to her nest, The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, And the bees and the birds are at rest.
Pàgina 87 - FRIENDS How good to lie a little while And look up through the tree! The Sky is like a kind big smile Bent sweetly over me. The Sunshine flickers through the lace Of leaves above my head, And kisses me upon the face Like Mother, before bed. The Wind comes stealing o'er the grass To whisper pretty things; And though I cannot see him pass, I feel his careful wings. So many gentle Friends are near Whom one can scarcely see, A child should never feel a fear, Wherever he may be. Abbie Farwell Brown [1875-1927]...
Pàgina v - The city mouse lives in a house; — The garden mouse lives in a bower, He's friendly with the frogs and toads, And sees the pretty plants in flower.