Reading book. New code, 1981. Standard 1, 4-6 |
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... never get well : he just stoops down , and takes up a good handful of snow , and rubs the place as hard as he can , till it quite smarts . He does not mind the pain much , because he knows that the part must must be rubbed in this way ...
... never get well : he just stoops down , and takes up a good handful of snow , and rubs the place as hard as he can , till it quite smarts . He does not mind the pain much , because he knows that the part must must be rubbed in this way ...
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... never seen , always keep this little flower in loving remembrance . I know a pretty winding lane , almost a mile long , whose banks are covered with wild flowers from the very first day of spring , till quite late in the autumn . Here I ...
... never seen , always keep this little flower in loving remembrance . I know a pretty winding lane , almost a mile long , whose banks are covered with wild flowers from the very first day of spring , till quite late in the autumn . Here I ...
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... and now going back , never at rest . Water runs smoothly in the river as we walk along its bank ; it stands in pools and ponds ; it lies cool and fresh in deep wells ; and sometimes gushes out of the 58 LESSON IX . Water.
... and now going back , never at rest . Water runs smoothly in the river as we walk along its bank ; it stands in pools and ponds ; it lies cool and fresh in deep wells ; and sometimes gushes out of the 58 LESSON IX . Water.
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... never stirs up the mud from the bot- tom with his nose . Of course he puts his lips to the water , or he could not drink , but he is careful not to bury his muzzle in it . The horse does not mind rolling in a wet place or going into mud ...
... never stirs up the mud from the bot- tom with his nose . Of course he puts his lips to the water , or he could not drink , but he is careful not to bury his muzzle in it . The horse does not mind rolling in a wet place or going into mud ...
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... never felt this scraping , and I think the people who thought they felt it must have been very fanciful . The raspberry leaf is not like the leaf of any of the other fruits which we have been talking of . It is not of the same colour on ...
... never felt this scraping , and I think the people who thought they felt it must have been very fanciful . The raspberry leaf is not like the leaf of any of the other fruits which we have been talking of . It is not of the same colour on ...
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America Asia Australia beautiful boiled bread bricks bright broom broom plant cakes called caterpillar chrysalis clean coal cold colour copper corn covered cow's currants donkey door earth eaten England Europe eyes fire flour flowers fruits glass gold gooseberries grass green grow Gum Arabic hair hard hole horns horse iron kind land leaves LESSON little bird live look merry month morning mortar mother never oats paper pedler pencils piece places plant pretty raspberry ripe river roof round sand Scotland seen sheep sheets ships side skates skin slate sledge slice smooth snow sometimes South America Spider sponge STAMFORD STREET stone strawberry Sweden sweet Tannin thick thin things Tom's tree Trim walk warm wheat wild WILD STRAWBERRY wings winter wood yeast zinc
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Página 186 - 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 188 - THERE was a roaring in the wind all night ; The rain came heavily and fell in floods ; But now the sun is rising calm and bright ; The birds are singing in the distant woods...
Página 175 - Oh, no, no," said the little Fly; "kind sir, that cannot be; I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!" "Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise; How handsome are your gauzy wings ! how brilliant are your eyes! I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf ; If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.
Página 176 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head— poor foolish thing!
Página 178 - Though duly from my hand he took His pittance every night, He did it with a jealous look, And, when he could, would bite. His diet was of wheaten bread, And milk, and oats, and straw ; Thistles, or lettuces instead, With sand to scour his maw. On twigs of hawthorn he regaled, On pippins...
Página 186 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near.
Página 169 - You say the sun shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he, Or make it day or night? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You...
Página 173 - WILL you walk into my parlour?" said the spider to the fly ; " 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did Spy:. The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I've got many curious things to show when you are there.
Página 166 - There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay ! start not at that sparkling light ; Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window pane bedropped with rain : Then, little Darling ! sleep again, And wake when it is day.
Página 174 - With soaring up so high ; Will you rest upon my little bed? " Said the spider to the fly. "There are pretty curtains drawn around, The sheets are fine and thin ; And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in.