The Normal Course in Reading: Alternate Third Reader : how to Read with Open Eyes, Libro 3Silver, Burdett, 1891 - 224 páginas |
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... bright ; Until a great black cloud arose And hid her from our sight . We watched the black cloud in the west , A fierce black bear it seemed , And not one ray of silver light Upon his pathway gleamed . And very soon ' twas dark as night ...
... bright ; Until a great black cloud arose And hid her from our sight . We watched the black cloud in the west , A fierce black bear it seemed , And not one ray of silver light Upon his pathway gleamed . And very soon ' twas dark as night ...
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... bright summer day . Everything else was glad and happy ex- cept the little cloud . " I am so little , " it said . " What can I do ? I am tossed about by every puff of wind ; I cannot even choose my own path . If I were a bird I could ...
... bright summer day . Everything else was glad and happy ex- cept the little cloud . " I am so little , " it said . " What can I do ? I am tossed about by every puff of wind ; I cannot even choose my own path . If I were a bird I could ...
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... bright . It is day's eye now , but we call it daisy . Isn't the daisy a wonderful flower ? Don't you feel better acquainted with it to - day than you did yesterday ? Where does the daisy grow ? What time of the year does the daisy ...
... bright . It is day's eye now , but we call it daisy . Isn't the daisy a wonderful flower ? Don't you feel better acquainted with it to - day than you did yesterday ? Where does the daisy grow ? What time of the year does the daisy ...
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... bright little eye winking softly at me . " THE DANDELION . " Bright little dandelion , Downy yellow face , Peeping up among the grass With such gentle grace ; Minding not the April wind , Blowing rude and cold ; Brave little dandelion ...
... bright little eye winking softly at me . " THE DANDELION . " Bright little dandelion , Downy yellow face , Peeping up among the grass With such gentle grace ; Minding not the April wind , Blowing rude and cold ; Brave little dandelion ...
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... bright ! " The maple was so pleased to hear herself praised that she began to move her leaves and toss her head in a very proud , vain way . She spread out her branches so far that a little spruce close by was almost hidden from sight ...
... bright ! " The maple was so pleased to hear herself praised that she began to move her leaves and toss her head in a very proud , vain way . She spread out her branches so far that a little spruce close by was almost hidden from sight ...
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apex Aunt Jennie axil beautiful beaver bees big boots bird blade blossoms boat boys branch bright buds open Buttercup calyx chestnut color Chipmunk chisel-shaped teeth cloud cold corolla covered daisy dandelion dear dress eyes feather-veined floats floret flower buds Frisk frog geranium gnawing grass green ground grow horse-chestnut insect Katie leaf buds leaf-stalk leaflets leaves legs lilac bud lily little animal little fairy little girl little spruce little tree live look mamma maple mid-rib morning mother mouse needles nest nibble night nuts papa petals petiole phlox pine pistil pretty rabbit red squirrel rose sepals side slender snow snow-flake soft soon spider spinnerets squirrel squirrel's teeth stalk stamens stem Sweet-brier sweet-pea syringa tadpoles tail tell thing thread Tilly tiny toad toes twigs vapor veins warm watch water-dust weather wheat wings winter yellow
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Página 10 - And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying: "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God.
Página 175 - 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 174 - 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." " I thank you, gentle sir," she said, " for what you please to say, And, bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day.
Página 221 - You run on so fast ! I wish you would stay : My boat and my flowers You will carry away.
Página 222 - The alder by the river Shakes out her powdery curls ; The willow buds in silver For little boys and girls. The little birds fly over, And oh, how sweet they sing ! To tell the happy children That once again 'tis spring.
Página 187 - Wink!" said the mother; "I wink," said the one; So she winked and she blinked In the sand, in the sun. Over in the meadow, Where the stream runs blue, Lived an old mother fish And her little fishes two. "Swim!
Página 223 - Speak gently ! it is better far To rule by love than fear ; Speak gently ! let no harsh words mar The good we might do here.
Página 139 - said the mother ; " We sing," said the three : So they sang, and were glad, In the hole in the tree. Over in the meadow, In the reeds on the shore, Lived a mother-muskrat And her little ratties four. " Dive ! " said the mother ; " We dive," said the four : So they dived and they burrowed In the reeds on the shore.
Página 222 - tis spring. The gay green grass comes creeping So soft beneath their feet; The frogs begin to ripple A music clear and sweet. And buttercups are coming, And scarlet columbine; And in the sunny meadows The dandelions shine. And just as many daisies As their soft hands can hold The little ones may gather, All fair in white and gold. Here blows the warm red clover, There peeps the violet blue; O happy little children, God made them all for you ! Celia Thaxter.
Página 85 - I'm found, Peeping just above the ground, And my stalk is covered flat, With a white and yellow hat.