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The revised series. First (-Sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) Vista completa - 1884 |
The revised series. First (-Sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) Vista completa - 1884 |
The revised series. First (-Sixth) reader, ed. by T. Morrison Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) Vista completa - 1884 |
Términos y frases comunes
animals Bad company beasts beggar-boy bells birds Birds of prey boat body brave breath bright building called captain Carpathian Mountains chief children's ward choosing a house cold colour covered creatures cried cuckoo damp danger door earth elephant England eyes farmer Farne Islands father feet fire flowers George Stephenson girl give Grace Darling ground guns happened head heard hippopotamus horse Indian kind kiss land Lapland LESSON light live look loud Louis Philippe meant mother mountains native nest night o'er pine poor dog Tray potato prey QUESTIONS:-1 reach reindeer rice river river of Ireland Robin rocks rope sailors seen ship shore singing snow soldiers soon stanza stood stormy winds swim tell thermometer things tiger titmouse trees trunk turned vessel watch-dog wave whale William the Conqueror winds do blow winter wood
Pasajes populares
Página 55 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Página 73 - TOLL for the brave ! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore. Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George With all her crew complete.
Página 120 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Página 40 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be. After a famous victory. " Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene." " Why, 'twas a very wicked thing ! " Said little Wilhelmine. " Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, " It was a famous victory 1 " And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win.
Página 165 - THE stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Página 39 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done; And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round...
Página 26 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Página 56 - WE were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!
Página 199 - Oh to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 50 - For pinching days are near. The fireside for the cricket, The wheat-stack for the mouse, When trembling night-winds whistle And moan all round the house. The frosty ways like iron, The branches plumed with snow, — Alas! in Winter dead and dark, Where can poor Robin go? Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer!