The Sprague Classic Readers: Book 1-5, Book 4, Part 2New York, 1903 - Readers |
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... Boy's Picture Book . II Honesty is the Best Policy . The Love of God 14 A Maryland Garden Robert of Lincoln 15 The King . The Riddle of the Sphinx 19 Almond Blossom Antigone's Lament for Edipus 21 The Christ Child Paternal Love 22 Little ...
... Boy's Picture Book . II Honesty is the Best Policy . The Love of God 14 A Maryland Garden Robert of Lincoln 15 The King . The Riddle of the Sphinx 19 Almond Blossom Antigone's Lament for Edipus 21 The Christ Child Paternal Love 22 Little ...
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... child over a wide range of life and experience . This diversity of subjects and styles , together with the many ... Little Orphant Annie , " " Granny , " " The King , " " The Mountains , " " The Sea , " " Barefoot Boy , " " Peace ...
... child over a wide range of life and experience . This diversity of subjects and styles , together with the many ... Little Orphant Annie , " " Granny , " " The King , " " The Mountains , " " The Sea , " " Barefoot Boy , " " Peace ...
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... little thought What wealth the show to me had brought . For oft , when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive ... BOY'S PICTURE BOOK . There was once a 10.
... little thought What wealth the show to me had brought . For oft , when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive ... BOY'S PICTURE BOOK . There was once a 10.
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... little boy who was blind from the very day of his birth . He used to look about him in vain for the gay birds and ... little boy , weep- ing , “ you have surely made a mistake . I am just a poor blind boy , who cannot see anything at all ...
... little boy who was blind from the very day of his birth . He used to look about him in vain for the gay birds and ... little boy , weep- ing , “ you have surely made a mistake . I am just a poor blind boy , who cannot see anything at all ...
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... child it was night as before . Next morning , when his mother came to him , the boy told her about the angel with the wonderful picture book . But she only looked at him sadly , and answered , " You are ill , my poor little one , and to ...
... child it was night as before . Next morning , when his mother came to him , the boy told her about the angel with the wonderful picture book . But she only looked at him sadly , and answered , " You are ill , my poor little one , and to ...
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Alice the nurse angel Antwerp barefoot boy beautiful bells Bethlehem bird blows blue Bob-o'-link born Boston called chee child Chinese Christmas Confucius dance daughter Dick DOG OF FLANDERS donkey Dorchester Heights earth Edipus eyes father flowers giant Granny grew guilders happy heard heart hill James Whitcomb Riley Kiang-Si King Lady Clare land laugh little boy Little Orphant little Orphant Annie lived looked Lord Ronald master Mayor morning mother nest never night o'er Old Abe Orphant Annie painted Peace-Pipe Petrasche picture pipe Piper poems poor preface Pueblo Indians rats red-coat riddle Robert Louis Stevenson Robert of Lincoln rock Rosa Bonheur side skin soldiers spank Spink stars stept story strange tell things Thor thought Tjalve town trees Twenty-third Psalm Utgard-Loke village watch Wewa Wewa's Whittington William Wordsworth woman wonderful young
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Page 16 - White are his shoulders and white his crest, Hear him call in his merry note: Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Look, what a nice new coat is mine, Sure there was never a bird so fine. Chee, chee, chee. Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife, Pretty and quiet, with plain brown wings, Passing at home a patient life, Broods in the grass while her husband sings : Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink. Brood, kind creature; you need not fear Thieves and robbers while I am here. Chee, chee,...
Page 177 - And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered ; And the muttering grew to a grumbling ; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling ; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. 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, 33 Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the...
Page 172 - our Mayor's a noddy; And as for our Corporation - shocking To think we buy gowns lined with ermine For dolts that can't or won't determine What's best to rid us of our vermin! You hope, because you're old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease? Rouse up, Sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
Page 124 - Humming-birds and honey-bees ; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade ; For my taste, the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall...
Page 181 - The door in the mountain-side shut fast. Did I say, all? No! One was lame, And could not dance the whole of the way; And in after years, if you would blame His sadness, he was used to say, — 'It's dull in our town since my playmates left!
Page 91 - O LITTLE town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie ! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by : Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light ; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night.
Page 174 - Come in!" the Mayor cried, looking bigger: And in did come the strangest figure! His queer long coat from heel to head Was half of yellow and half of red, And he himself was tall and thin, With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin No tuft on cheek, nor beard on chin, But lips where smiles went out and in; There was no guessing his kith and kin! And nobody could enough admire The tall man and his quaint attire. Quoth one: "It's as if my great-grandsire, Starting...
Page 179 - Once more he stept into the street And to his lips again Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane; And ere he blew three notes (such sweet Soft notes as yet musician's cunning Never gave the enraptured air) There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering...
Page 180 - Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter. The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood As if they were changed into blocks of wood, Unable to move a step, or cry To the children merrily skipping by, Could only follow with the eye That joyous crowd at the Piper's back.
Page 155 - Are ye out of your mind, my nurse, my nurse?' Said Lady Clare, 'that ye speak so wild ?' 'As God's above,' said Alice the nurse, 'I speak the truth: you are my child. 'The old Earl's daughter died at my breast ; I speak the truth, as I live by bread! I buried her like my own sweet child, And put my child in her stead.' 'Falsely, falsely have ye done, 0 mother,' she said, 'if this be true, To keep the best man under the sun So many years from his due.