The North American Spelling Book: Conformed to Worcester's Dictionary, with a Progressive Series of Easy Reading LessonsG. Tilden, 1835 - 180 pàgines |
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Pàgina 57
... cross all day . The Garden . 1 . sörts hōed blos'som stork named glos - sy plǎnt'ed grant - ed 2 . frost string ǎs - ter flöw ' cloth spring as - pen Vers show - ers first third 3 . ō'pen e - ven Chi'na col'or Reading and Spelling . 57.
... cross all day . The Garden . 1 . sörts hōed blos'som stork named glos - sy plǎnt'ed grant - ed 2 . frost string ǎs - ter flöw ' cloth spring as - pen Vers show - ers first third 3 . ō'pen e - ven Chi'na col'or Reading and Spelling . 57.
Pàgina 58
... garden ? 2. Yes , I am hoe - ing up the weeds . They grow very fast , and they must be hoed up , or my flowers will never blos - som . 3. What sorts of flowers have you in your gar- den ? 4. I have many sorts . In this little bed , I ...
... garden ? 2. Yes , I am hoe - ing up the weeds . They grow very fast , and they must be hoed up , or my flowers will never blos - som . 3. What sorts of flowers have you in your gar- den ? 4. I have many sorts . In this little bed , I ...
Pàgina 69
... garden , a spade , a rake , and a hoe . He was very fond of working in his garden . One summer he had in it a great many pretty flowers , and some peas . 2. When his peas were ripe he said to his sis- ter , I will take a basket and pick ...
... garden , a spade , a rake , and a hoe . He was very fond of working in his garden . One summer he had in it a great many pretty flowers , and some peas . 2. When his peas were ripe he said to his sis- ter , I will take a basket and pick ...
Pàgina 74
... garden look gay ; but this is not all , nor the best part of the good apple tree . When all these pretty pink flowers are gone , when they die and fall off , there will be left small green knobs : these , as they grow larger , you will ...
... garden look gay ; but this is not all , nor the best part of the good apple tree . When all these pretty pink flowers are gone , when they die and fall off , there will be left small green knobs : these , as they grow larger , you will ...
Pàgina 84
... garden , with a great many beds of flowers in it . 2. There were nice clean gravel walks between these flower beds , and all around the garden . And against the walls of the garden , there were plum- trees , and cherry - trees ; and the ...
... garden , with a great many beds of flowers in it . 2. There were nice clean gravel walks between these flower beds , and all around the garden . And against the walls of the garden , there were plum- trees , and cherry - trees ; and the ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 130 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower!
Pàgina 130 - How skilfully she builds her cell! How neat she spreads the wax! And labors hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labor or of skill, I would be busy too; For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play, Let my first years be passed, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Pàgina 138 - The plants and the trees are made to give fruit to man; but man is made to praise God who made him. We love to praise Him, because He loveth to bless us; we thank Him for life, because it is a pleasant thing to be alive. We love God, who hath created all beings; we love all beings, because they are the creatures of God.
Pàgina 134 - There is an eye that never sleepeth; there is an eye that seeth in dark night as well as in the bright sunshine. When there is no light of the sun, nor of the moon; when there is no lamp in the house, nor any little star twinkling...
Pàgina 134 - All men are stretched on their quiet beds ; and the child sleeps upon the breast of its mother. Darkness is spread over the skies, and darkness is upon the ground ; every eye is shut, and every hand is still.
Pàgina 134 - THE glorious sun is set in the west; the night dews fall ; and the air, which was sultry, becomes cool. The flowers fold up their coloured leaves; they fold themselves up, and hang their heads on the slender stalk. The chickens are gathered under the wing of the hen, and are at rest; the hen herself is at rest also. The little birds have ceased their warbling, they are asleep...
Pàgina 120 - Who does not see that the world is full of the things that God has done ? I am sure I can no more doubt it than I can doubt that little boy to have eyes, when I see them both open and looking at me. I am sure I have no doubt that these children have souls, though I never saw their souls ; for I can see their eyes, and hands, and limbs moved by their souls. And now, dear children, you see it all proved...
Pàgina 135 - His eye is always open to protect you. When the darkness is passed away, and the beams of the morning sun strike through your eye-lids, begin the day with praising God, who hath taken care of you through the night. Flowers, when you open again, spread your leaves, and smell sweet to His praise. Birds, when you awake, warble your thanks amongst the green boughs ; sing to Him before you sing to your mates.
Pàgina 138 - We need not raise our voices to the stars: for He heareth us when we only whisper: when we breathe out words softly with a low voice. He that filleth the heavens is here also. May we that are so young speak to Him that always was? May we, that can hardly speak plain, speak to God? We that are so young are but lately made alive; therefore we should not forget His forming hand who hath made us alive. We that cannot speak plain, should lisp out praises to Him who teacheth us how to speak, and hath opened...
Pàgina 125 - And, as it swept through the forest, it passed by a small, new house, which a poor man had just built, almost in the middle of the forest, on some land which he had just bought. The man was gone away. When at a great distance, he saw the fire, and hastened home as fast as possible. But, oh, what a sight ! The woods were all burned black.