Prose and Poetry for ChildrenPacific Short Story Club, 1912 - 112 strani |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 35
Stran 12
... Heart of a Deed If a Task Is Once Begun . In Men Whom Men , Miller I Like the Lad , Saxe I Would Not Enter , Cowper In the Morning Sow , Bible Is It Worth While , Miller Joy of the Hills , Markham Jog On , Jog On , Shakespeare Kittie ...
... Heart of a Deed If a Task Is Once Begun . In Men Whom Men , Miller I Like the Lad , Saxe I Would Not Enter , Cowper In the Morning Sow , Bible Is It Worth While , Miller Joy of the Hills , Markham Jog On , Jog On , Shakespeare Kittie ...
Stran 12
... Heart of a Deed PAGE 34 38 60 65 12 28 48 59 59 If a Task Is Once Begun . In Men Whom Men , Miller I Like the Lad , Saxe I Would Not Enter , Cowper In the Morning Sow , Bible Is It Worth While , Miller Joy of the Hills , Markham Jog On ...
... Heart of a Deed PAGE 34 38 60 65 12 28 48 59 59 If a Task Is Once Begun . In Men Whom Men , Miller I Like the Lad , Saxe I Would Not Enter , Cowper In the Morning Sow , Bible Is It Worth While , Miller Joy of the Hills , Markham Jog On ...
Stran 12
... Heart , Emerson . We Are the Mariners , Cary . What Is So Rare As a Day In June , Lowell . Way For Billy , Hogg . Water Drops World's Wanderers , Shelley Value of Symbolism ... Voice of the Dove , Miller . Voice of the Grass , Roberts ...
... Heart , Emerson . We Are the Mariners , Cary . What Is So Rare As a Day In June , Lowell . Way For Billy , Hogg . Water Drops World's Wanderers , Shelley Value of Symbolism ... Voice of the Dove , Miller . Voice of the Grass , Roberts ...
Stran 13
... heart gives out its best , Then the talk is full of zest : Light your fire and never fear , Life was made for love and cheer . " Before memorizing this several alluring pictures of old - fashioned fireplaces could be shown the class ...
... heart gives out its best , Then the talk is full of zest : Light your fire and never fear , Life was made for love and cheer . " Before memorizing this several alluring pictures of old - fashioned fireplaces could be shown the class ...
Stran 30
... heart ; Saw the petals gently spin , Shut the little lodger in . Then I took the quiet road To my own secure abode . All night long his tavern hung ; Now it rested , now it swung ; I asleep 30 PROSE AND POETRY FOR CHILDREN.
... heart ; Saw the petals gently spin , Shut the little lodger in . Then I took the quiet road To my own secure abode . All night long his tavern hung ; Now it rested , now it swung ; I asleep 30 PROSE AND POETRY FOR CHILDREN.
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Alfred Tennyson angel baby bard beautiful bird birdie blue breath bright brimming river Brown Charles Warren Stoddard child dance dark Dog of Flanders Edwin Markham father Felicia Hemans flow To join flower Fortunate Isles Ginn give gold grades gray grow hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry van Dyke hills humorous Humpty Joaquin Miller join the brimming lamb Light Brigade little birdie Little Women Lochinvar lonely Longfellow look Lord Macmillan merry Mifflin moon morning Netherby never night o'er permission of Houghton Phoebe Cary Piper poem poetry Publishers pupil R. L. Stevenson rats Rhyme rhythm ride Rode the six rolled sail Scribners sing six hundred sleep song soul stanzas star story sweet symbol teacher Tennyson thee thou thought thrush Twinkle voice waves Whitaker & Ray wild wind word young Lochinvar
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Stran 80 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes. Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ! And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and...
Stran 81 - 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...
Stran 78 - 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.
Stran 85 - 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...
Stran 69 - 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.
Stran 93 - 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...
Stran 94 - Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives.
Stran 83 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling. And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel ; 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.
Stran 82 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Stran 87 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — O my daughter...