Annual Report of the Missouri State Board of Agriculture

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Missouri State Board of Agriculture, 1891

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Stran 403 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 251 - As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Stran 44 - Hang empty mid the cobwebs of his dreams ! Will bleat of flocks or bellowing of herds Make up for the lost music, when your teams Drag home the stingy harvest, and no more The feathered gleaners follow to your door?
Stran 252 - The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.
Stran 44 - 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.
Stran 403 - THE bravest battle that ever was fought, Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not, "Twas fought by the mothers of men. Nay, not with cannon or battle shot, With sword or nobler pen; Nay, not with eloquent word or thought, From mouths of wonderful men. But deep in a...
Stran 5 - The constitution provides that "this constitution may be amended by a two-thirds vote of the members present at any regular meeting...
Stran 174 - The barn, the trees, the brook, the birds, The meadows with their lowing herds, The woodbine on the cottage wall — My heart still lingers with them all. Ye strangers on my native sill, Step lightly, for I love it still.
Stran 183 - For people will talk. And then if you show the least boldness of heart, Or a slight inclination to take your own part, They will call you an upstart, conceited and vain; But keep straight ahead— don't stop to explain — For people will talk...
Stran 121 - The fifth species is the celebrated campanero of the Spaniards, called dara by the Indians, and bell-bird by the English. He is about the size of the jay. His plumage is white as snow. On his forehead rises a spiral tube nearly three inches long. It is jet black, dotted all over with small white feathers. It has a communication with the palate, and when filled with air, looks like a spire ; when empty, it becomes pendulous. His note is loud and clear, like the sound of a bell, and may be heard at...

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