The Modern Speller, Bog 1

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Macmillan, 1916

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Side 103 - 26 Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp. 27 Lo! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom, And flit from room to room.
Side 86 - 36 Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather.
Side 112 - The way to wealth is as plain as the way to market. It depends chiefly on two words, — industry and frugality; that is, waste neither time nor money, but make the best of both. — BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. bridge Indians shelf ge og'ra phy ge og'ra phies con'ti nent boroughs mil'lion im por'tance po si'tion wealth de pends' chiefly in'dus try fru gal'i ty
Side 113 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace, You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which Aurora shows her brightening face.
Side 98 - tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side, Let freedom ring. — SAMUEL F. SMITH.
Side 89 - saying. 44 And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever. — TENNYSON. REVIEW
Side 52 - Alice is a gentle loving child. She has a kind heart, and always does her very best to please both father and mother. 2 How much time he gains, who does not look to see what his neighbor says or does or thinks, but only at what he does himself, to make it just and holy. — MARCUS AURELIUS.
Side 97 - Lord there with' re mem'ber pos sess' death be long' You find yourself refreshed by the presence of cheerful people. Why not make an effort to confer that pleasure on others ? You will find half the battle is gained, if you never allow yourself to say anything gloomy. —MRS. LM CHILD.
Side 86 - tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it come to light, In every cranny, but the right.
Side 103 - 28 And slow, as in a dream of bliss, The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow, as it falls Upon the darkening walls.

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