Western Journal of Education, Svazek 22Harr Wagner Publishing Company, 1916 |
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Strana 11 - When questions arise in the history recitation, in language work, spelling, or about noted people, places, foreign words, synonyms, pronunciation, new words, flags, state seals, etc., do you suggest that the New International is a universal question answerer and contains just the information desired?
Strana 6 - They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak ; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think : They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Strana 15 - tis all embannered lies, A dream those little drummers make. O it is wickedness to clothe Yon hideous grinning thing that stalks Hidden in music, like a queen That in a garden of glory walks, Till good men love the thing they loathe. Art, thou hast many infamies, But not an infamy like this...
Strana 15 - WAR I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife; and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heady music, sweet as hell ; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street, For yonder, yonder goes the fife, And what care I for human life!
Strana 3 - They argued through the summer; autumn nigh, The ugly things composed themselves to die; And so to make their funeral quite complete, Each wrapped him in his little winding sheet. The tangled web encompassed them full soon, Each for his coffin made him a cocoon; All through the winter's chilling blast they lay Dead to the world, aye, dead as human clay. Lo, spring comes forth with all her warmth and love; She brings sweet justice from the realms above; She breaks the chrysalis, she resurrects the...
Strana 2 - To carry the mother-love and motherthought into all that concerns or touches childhood in home, school, church or state; to raise the standards of home life ; to develop wiser, better trained parenthood ; to bring into closer relation the home and the school that parent and teacher may cooperate intelligently in the education of the child, using systematic earnest effort to this end through the formation of mothers' clubs and parent-teacher associations in connection with public schools and elsewhere.
Strana 15 - For yonder, yonder goes the fife, And what care I for human life! The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full heart is like to break ; And yet 'tis all embannered lies, A dream those little drummers make.
Strana 7 - Constitution and general laws of the state and the provisions of this charter, and said board is hereby vested with all the powers and charged with all the duties provided by this charter, and also by the general laws of the state for City Boards of Education.
Strana 13 - God be thanked for books. They are the voices of the distant and the dead, and make us heirs of the spiritual life of past ages.
Strana 15 - Oh, it is wickedness to clothe Yon hideous grinning thing that stalks Hidden in music, like a queen That in a garden of glory walks Till good men love the thing they loathe! Art, thou hast many infamies But not an infamy like this. Oh, snap the fife and still the drum And show the monster as she is!