Introduction to the Eclectic Reader: A Selection of Familiar Lessons, Designed for Common SchoolsPerkins & Marvin, 1833 - Počet stran: 168 |
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Strana 29
... cold November rain Calls not , from out the gloomy earth , the lovely ones again . The wind - flower and the violet , they perished long ago , And the brier - rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden ...
... cold November rain Calls not , from out the gloomy earth , the lovely ones again . The wind - flower and the violet , they perished long ago , And the brier - rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden ...
Strana 34
... cold water over her , or to touch her feet with a blazing piece of wood from the fire , and to laugh at her start and cry . However tired , at noon , she must cook the mess of vege- tables , and feed the pigs , and run hither and ...
... cold water over her , or to touch her feet with a blazing piece of wood from the fire , and to laugh at her start and cry . However tired , at noon , she must cook the mess of vege- tables , and feed the pigs , and run hither and ...
Strana 39
... Cold , heat , and moist , and dry , Shall foster and mature the grain For garners in the sky . Thence , when the glorious end , The day of God , is come , The angel - reapers shall descend , And heaven sing , " Harvest Home ! " LESSON ...
... Cold , heat , and moist , and dry , Shall foster and mature the grain For garners in the sky . Thence , when the glorious end , The day of God , is come , The angel - reapers shall descend , And heaven sing , " Harvest Home ! " LESSON ...
Strana 44
... cold is my sad bosom here . I pine before the stranger's hearth , Though bright the fires of evening shine ; Their happy hours of social mirth , Their songs of joy , can ne'er be mine .. Oh ! Shepherd of the wandering sheep , Thy poor ...
... cold is my sad bosom here . I pine before the stranger's hearth , Though bright the fires of evening shine ; Their happy hours of social mirth , Their songs of joy , can ne'er be mine .. Oh ! Shepherd of the wandering sheep , Thy poor ...
Strana 54
... cold , and full of the gloomiest apprehensions , while sleep fled from their eyelids , and the images of their dying companions rose before their imagination , in colors which made them shudder for a fate which might so soon become ...
... cold , and full of the gloomiest apprehensions , while sleep fled from their eyelids , and the images of their dying companions rose before their imagination , in colors which made them shudder for a fate which might so soon become ...
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ancient animals apostle Thomas appeared attention aurora borealis Bab-el-Mandeb beauty bird Black sea boats body Caffers called captain cheerful churches clouds cold companions countenance cultivated dark death descended duty earth elephant father fear feel fixed capital flowers friends grave ground haideh hand happy harpooner HARRIET MARTINEAU head heard heart heaven holy horses hundred India Indian Justinian kind knew labor lake of Killarney land Lavalette LESSON light live livre tournois London Missionary Society looked Louisa miles millions mind missionary morning mother mountain native nest never night o'er orchard oriole passed Persia plain Pocahontas poor prayer religion rest rocks singing bee snow soil soon spirit spot stream supposed sürijy Syrian Christians tears thee thing thou thought thousand tion traveller trees valley weary whale wild wind wood young
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Strana 121 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Strana 29 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Strana 111 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade.
Strana 112 - 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.
Strana 84 - 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.
Strana 115 - ... behold the City shone like the Sun; the Streets also were paved with Gold, and in them walked many men, with Crowns on their heads, Palms in their hands, and golden Harps to sing praises withal. There were also of them that had wings, and they answered one another without intermission, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord.
Strana 121 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Strana 148 - He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle: and herb for the service of man; That he may bring forth food out of the earth...
Strana 113 - 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...
Strana 84 - 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...