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... Brown & Co .; of Henry van Dyke , from " Little Rivers , " of Robert Louis Stevenson , from " Across the Plains , " " Virginibus Puerisque , " and " A Child's Garden of Verses , " of George W. Cable , from " The Cable Story Book , " of ...
... Brown & Co .; of Henry van Dyke , from " Little Rivers , " of Robert Louis Stevenson , from " Across the Plains , " " Virginibus Puerisque , " and " A Child's Garden of Verses , " of George W. Cable , from " The Cable Story Book , " of ...
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... BOOK FIRST YEAR SECOND HALF - 1 Do you see the dog ? He likes to run and jump . can pet q and z . ) fly box will have likes black ( These words include all the letters of the alphabet except 1 2 See my red apple . The stem is brown. 1 ...
... BOOK FIRST YEAR SECOND HALF - 1 Do you see the dog ? He likes to run and jump . can pet q and z . ) fly box will have likes black ( These words include all the letters of the alphabet except 1 2 See my red apple . The stem is brown. 1 ...
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Georgia Alexander. 2 See my red apple . The stem is brown . see stem red jump the apple and brown 3 The snow is white . I will ride on my sled . ride will fast sled cat fly go 89 for me new 4 snow white Is it time for school ? I will go ...
Georgia Alexander. 2 See my red apple . The stem is brown . see stem red jump the apple and brown 3 The snow is white . I will ride on my sled . ride will fast sled cat fly go 89 for me new 4 snow white Is it time for school ? I will go ...
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... brown leaves . threw sticks best both pie piece I saw you toss the kites on high , And blow the birds about the sky . ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON : The Wind . bare well ate feel clear still need great bright woods smell shoes 10 Which month ...
... brown leaves . threw sticks best both pie piece I saw you toss the kites on high , And blow the birds about the sky . ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON : The Wind . bare well ate feel clear still need great bright woods smell shoes 10 Which month ...
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... of a number of things , I am sure we should all be as happy as kings . ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON : Happy Thought . learn listen - others speaking willing parents 7 Dark brown is the river , Golden is the 20 SECOND YEAR - SECOND HALF.
... of a number of things , I am sure we should all be as happy as kings . ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON : Happy Thought . learn listen - others speaking willing parents 7 Dark brown is the river , Golden is the 20 SECOND YEAR - SECOND HALF.
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abridged add other words ALFRED TENNYSON apple Avdyeitch beautiful bird bough bright brook brown CHARLES DICKENS child CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Christmas clothes clouds column COMMON ABBREVIATIONS Consult your dictionary Cratchit dear DERIVED FROM LATIN dictionary and give eyes father fewer than eight fewer than five fewer than six give diacritical marking green HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN heart HELEN HUNT JACKSON HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills Imagine JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER lesson memory not fewer misspelled morning mother mountain nest night NOUNS Pronounce carefully Pupils should add RALPH WALDO EMERSON Read the Preface REQUIRING SPECIAL DRILL river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON sentences shining shoe sing Spelling Rules story Suggestions to Teachers summer syllable tell things to-day tree WASHINGTON IRVING Wednesday wild wind wings winter WORD ANALYSIS WORD BUILDING WORDS REQUIRING SPECIAL Write a letter
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Page 126 - A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew. Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Page 71 - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet: That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed in his flight Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
Page 63 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
Page 93 - I thought the sparrow's note from heaven, Singing at dawn on the alder bough; I brought him home, in his nest, at even; He sings the song, but it cheers not now, For I did not bring home the river and sky;— He sang to my ear,— they sang to my eye.
Page 67 - 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 ; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
Page 97 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a world; he gave that world Its grandest lesson: "On! sail on!
Page 94 - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green. We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell, We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing. The breeze comes whispering in our ear That dandelions are blossoming near. That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing.
Page 125 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 136 - Earth proudly wears the Parthenon, As the best gem upon her zone ; And Morning opes with haste her lids, To gaze upon the Pyramids ; O'er England's abbeys bends the sky, As on its friends, with kindred eye ; For, out of Thought's interior sphere, These wonders rose to upper air; And Nature gladly gave them place, Adopted them into her race, And granted them an equal date With Andes and with Ararat.
Page 34 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...