Progressive Lessons in English: Book one-[two], Kniha 1

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D. Appleton, 1910
 

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Strana 16 - them. The year's at the spring, And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hillside's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in His heaven — All's right with the world. — BROWNING. In
Strana 37 - THE BAREFOOT BOY Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, 'And thy merry whistled tunes; With thy red lip, redder still, Kissed by strawberries on the hill, With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace.
Strana 104 - THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM It was a summer evening ; Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before the cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round,
Strana 106 - everybody praised the Duke, Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he; "But 'twas a famous victory.
Strana 12 - O you that are so strong and cold, O blower, are you young or old? Are you a beast of field and tree, Or just a stronger child than me ? O wind, a-blowing all day long; O wind, that sings so loud a song ! — ROBERT Louis STEVENSON
Strana 104 - She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet, In playing there had found: He came to ask what he had found, Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by ; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh,
Strana 93 - all my money for it. I then came home, and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers, sisters and cousins, understanding the bargain I had made, told me I had given four times as much for
Strana 202 - Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought! — HENKT W. LONGFELLOW.
Strana 91 - Tickled with flattery, like a little fool, I went to work, and bitterly did I rue the day. It was a new ax, and I toiled and tugged till I was almost tired to death. The school bell rang, but I could not get away. My hands were blistered, and the
Strana 112 - Boastful breath is not a bowstring, Taunts are not so sharp as arrows, Deeds are better things than words are, Actions mightier than boastings ! " Then began the greatest battle That the sun had ever looked on, That the war birds ever witnessed. All a summer's day it lasted, From the sunrise

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