Child Classics: The Third ReaderBobbs-Merrill, 1918 - 258 sider |
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Side 7
... WISHES An English Folk Tale 16 SEVEN TIMES ONE . PSALM ONE HUNDRED A LETTER TO GERTIE PHILLIPS BROOKS AND THE CHILDREN A Boy's SONG Phillips Brooks Jean Ingelow . 20 The Bible . 22 23 James Hogg 26 888888 28 THE JACK O ' - LANTERN Jacob ...
... WISHES An English Folk Tale 16 SEVEN TIMES ONE . PSALM ONE HUNDRED A LETTER TO GERTIE PHILLIPS BROOKS AND THE CHILDREN A Boy's SONG Phillips Brooks Jean Ingelow . 20 The Bible . 22 23 James Hogg 26 888888 28 THE JACK O ' - LANTERN Jacob ...
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... wish to walk straight , mother . If you will show me how , I will do it . " The mother crab started ahead . You can see her in the picture . First she went to the right and then to the left . The young crab did his best to follow her ...
... wish to walk straight , mother . If you will show me how , I will do it . " The mother crab started ahead . You can see her in the picture . First she went to the right and then to the left . The young crab did his best to follow her ...
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... coming , my dear , And all the winters are hidden . A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows . Francis of Assisi . THE THREE WISHES AN ENGLISH FOLK TALE Once upon a THE THROSTLE 15 THE THROSTLE Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
... coming , my dear , And all the winters are hidden . A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows . Francis of Assisi . THE THREE WISHES AN ENGLISH FOLK TALE Once upon a THE THROSTLE 15 THE THROSTLE Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
Side 16
The Third Reader Georgia Alexander. THE THREE WISHES AN ENGLISH FOLK TALE Once upon a time , and be sure it was a long time ago , there lived a poor woodman in a great forest . Every day of his life he went out ... WISHES An English Folk ...
The Third Reader Georgia Alexander. THE THREE WISHES AN ENGLISH FOLK TALE Once upon a time , and be sure it was a long time ago , there lived a poor woodman in a great forest . Every day of his life he went out ... WISHES An English Folk ...
Side 17
... was still dazed with the wonderful thing that had happened . When he got home there was noth- ing in his mind but the wish to sit down and rest . As he sat , he became hungry . " Hast thou naught for supper , dame ? " THE THREE WISHES 17.
... was still dazed with the wonderful thing that had happened . When he got home there was noth- ing in his mind but the wish to sit down and rest . As he sat , he became hungry . " Hast thou naught for supper , dame ? " THE THREE WISHES 17.
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Alice Andersen apples Arachne asked Athene beautiful began better birds blue weather Blunder Blynken Bremen BREMEN TOWN MUSICIANS Brer Fox lay brier-patch bright called child cried dear donkey duck eggs exchange eyes fairy fast father flew fowl Franklin goose Hans Andersen HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN Hatter head horse Hurrah Jack-o'-lantern Jackanapes James Whitcomb Riley knew Lady lark laughed legs lesson Lollo looked March Hare Master Hamel meadow Miller moon morning mother never night North Wind nose Old Woman peasant Phillips Brooks poor pretty Princess Quack replied Rollo rotten apples round says Brer Fox says Brer Rabbit Schoolmaster sheep shoe sing sitting sleep song stones stood sweet tell thee thing THOMAS HOOD Thou thought town musician tree turned Ugly Duckling Uncle Remus walk wife wish Wishing-Gate
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Side 253 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Side 114 - Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal tongues awake ; Let all that breathe partake ; Let rocks their silence break, — The sound prolong. Our fathers...
Side 132 - THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel ; And the former called the latter ' Little Prig '. Bun replied, ' You are doubtless very big ; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace 10 To occupy my place.
Side 123 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Side 204 - Think, every morning when the sun peeps through The dim, leaf-latticed windows of the grove, How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old, melodious madrigals of love! And when you think of this, remember too 'Tis always morning somewhere, and above The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore.
Side 78 - 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. Over the river and through the wood,— . Oh, how the wind does blow! 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!
Side 22 - MAKE a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands : Serve the LORD with gladness, come before His presence with singing. Know ye that the LORD He is God : it is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves, we are His people, and the sheep of His pasture.
Side 202 - I watch him as he skims along, Uttering his sweet and mournful cry; He starts not at my fitful song, Or flash of fluttering drapery; He has no thought of any wrong; He scans me with a fearless eye. Stanch friends are we, well tried and strong, The little sandpiper and I. Comrade, where wilt thou be to-night When the loosed storm breaks furiously ? My driftwood fire will burn so bright! To what warm shelter canst thou fly ? I do not fear for thee, though wroth The tempest rushes through the sky; For...
Side 114 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Side 86 - PRIDE, and four times as much by our FOLLY; and from these taxes the commissioners cannot ease or deliver us, by allowing an abatement. However, let us hearken to good advice, and something may be done for us; God helps them that help themselves, as Poor Richard says in his Almanack of 1733.