Introduction to The Gradual Reader, Or, Primary School Enunciator: The Child's Second Step, Taken at the Right Time, Part 2

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Cady and Burgess, 1849 - 180 pàgines
 

Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya

No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.

Continguts

The New England Boys Song about Thanksgiving Day Mrs L M Child
109
Enunciation er in generous and ar in regular
112
The Great Creature a Balloon Merrys Museum
113
Attempt to write Poetry Mrs C Gilman
116
Enunciation Terrible probable c
118
Little Mary is cross today Mrs L M Child
119
Little Mary continued
124
Review of Consonant Combinations
128
Rising Inflection before or and Falling Inflection after it in a question
129
Little Children Mary Howitt
130
Rising and Falling Inflections
132
The Parrot Mrs L M Child
133
Review of Consonant Combinations
139
The Use of Flowers Mary Howitt
140
Review of Consonant Combinations
142
All Things decay Mrs Barbauld
143
Enunciation dn dnd dnz fn fnd fnz
145
All Things fade to be renewed Mrs Barbauld
146
Enunciation kn knd knz pn pnd pnz
147
95
148
Enunciation sn snd snz tn tnd tnz
150
A Fairy Story Mothers Lessons
151
Enunciation vn vnd vnz zn und znz thn thnz
153
The Rainbow Author of Rhymes for Children
154
Enunciation lv lvd rbd pts 101 Night The Eye that never sleepeth Mrs Barbauld
157
Review of Consonant Combinations
161
Happiness from charitable Industry Author of ChitChat
162
Enunciation e and o in unaccented ern ers and ors like e in her
164
The Revengeful Tortoise Rufus Dawes
165
The First Grief Anonymous
166
Enunciation Final ow like o in no
168
The Old Slate Mrs L J Hall
169
Enunciation ai in ain and i in ine when unaccented like i in
173
Too lazy for any Thing Rufus Daves
174
Enunciation e in unaccented ess like e in less
175
The Parenthesis
176
Forgiveness Mrs F S Osgood
177
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Passatges populars

Pàgina 109 - Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow.
Pàgina 141 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man...
Pàgina 111 - For this is Thanksgiving Day. Over the river and through the wood, And straight through the barnyard gate! We seem to go Extremely slow; It is so hard to wait! Over the river and through the wood; Now grandmother's cap I spy! Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done? Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!
Pàgina 110 - It stings the toes And bites the nose, As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the wood, To have a first-rate play; Hear the bells ring, ' ' Ting-a-ling-ding ! '
Pàgina 131 - Mong the tribes of swarthy men ; Wheresoe'er a foot hath gone ; Wheresoe'er the sun hath shone On a league of peopled ground, Little children may be found ! Blessings on them ! they in me Move a kindly sympathy With their wishes, hopes, and fears , With their laughter and their tears ; With their wonder so intense, And their small experience...
Pàgina 176 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit...
Pàgina 167 - He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see. A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; — Go ! thou must play alone, my boy ! Thy brother is in heaven.
Pàgina 144 - I have seen the insects sporting in the sunshine, and darting along the streams ; their wings glittered with gold and purple ; their bodies shone like the green emerald ; they were more numerous than I could count ; their motions were quicker than my eye could glance. I returned: they were brushed into the pool ; they were perishing...
Pàgina 146 - I have seen the sun set in the west, and the shades of night shut in the wide horizon : there was no colour, nor shape, nor beauty, nor music ; gloom and darkness brooded around.
Pàgina 166 - OH ! call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The Summer comes with flower and bee — Where is my brother gone ? " The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back...

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