Prose and Poetry for ChildrenPacific Short Story Club, 1912 - 112 sider |
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A-bang Alfred Tennyson angel baby bard beautiful bird blossoming blue breath bright Brown BROWN THRUSH Charles Warren Stoddard child daffodils dance Dog of Flanders Dyke Edwin Markham Eggleston emotion Felicia Hemans flower Fortunate Isles Ginn give gold grades gray grows hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry van Dyke hills humorous Humpty Joaquin Miller lamb Light Brigade literature little birdie little kittie Little Women Lochinvar lonely Longfellow look Lord Macmillan merry Mifflin moon morning never night o'er permission of Houghton Phoebe Cary Piper poem poet poetry poppy prose Publishers pupil R. L. Stevenson rain rats reader Rhyme rhythm ride rolled sail Scribners sing sleep song soul stanzas star steed story sweet symbol teacher Tennyson thee thou thought thrush Twinkle voice waves Whitaker wild wind word young Lochinvar
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Side 80 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free. The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white waves' foam; And the rocking pines of the forest roared—...
Side 85 - And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Side 97 - There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping, and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.
Side 80 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Side 87 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, . ' Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Side 78 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Side 71 - We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 95 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Side 72 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Side 83 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...