A Second Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts, in Prose and Verse, for the Use of the Second Classes in Public and Private Schools : with an Introductory Treatise on Reading and the Training of the Vocal Organs |
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... lord , reform adorn - importance performance - extraordinary unfor- tunately . Unaccented . seed - corn inborn ... lords to - morrow is a busy day . 17. oi - 1 . This compound element begins with p - r , and ends a little closer than i ...
... lord , reform adorn - importance performance - extraordinary unfor- tunately . Unaccented . seed - corn inborn ... lords to - morrow is a busy day . 17. oi - 1 . This compound element begins with p - r , and ends a little closer than i ...
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... lord . " To Tubal Cain came many a one , As he wrought by his roaring fire , And each one prayed for a strong steel blade , As the crown of his desire ; And he made them weapons sharp and strong , Till they shouted loud in glee , And ...
... lord . " To Tubal Cain came many a one , As he wrought by his roaring fire , And each one prayed for a strong steel blade , As the crown of his desire ; And he made them weapons sharp and strong , Till they shouted loud in glee , And ...
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... ! Our stanch good friend is he ; And for the ploughshare and the plough To him our praise shall be . But while oppression lifts its head , Or a tyrant would be lord , Though we may .68 THE SECOND CLASS READER . The Sunken Treasure,
... ! Our stanch good friend is he ; And for the ploughshare and the plough To him our praise shall be . But while oppression lifts its head , Or a tyrant would be lord , Though we may .68 THE SECOND CLASS READER . The Sunken Treasure,
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... lord , Though we may thank him for the plough , We'll not forget the sword . " XXVIII . - LITTLE EDWARD . MRS . STOWE . [ Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe , the world - renowned author of Uncle Tom's Cabin , is the daughter of the Rev. Lyman ...
... lord , Though we may thank him for the plough , We'll not forget the sword . " XXVIII . - LITTLE EDWARD . MRS . STOWE . [ Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe , the world - renowned author of Uncle Tom's Cabin , is the daughter of the Rev. Lyman ...
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... Lord be done , " said he , almost with a groan of anguish . Just at this moment , a ray of the setting sun pierced the checked curtains , and gleamed like an angel's smile across the face of the little sufferer . He woke from troubled ...
... Lord be done , " said he , almost with a groan of anguish . Just at this moment , a ray of the setting sun pierced the checked curtains , and gleamed like an angel's smile across the face of the little sufferer . He woke from troubled ...
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Page xxx - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours.
Page 7 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. « Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 239 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Page 46 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 186 - Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall.
Page 241 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Page 14 - Go, my son, into the forest, Where the red deer herd together, Kill for us a famous roebuck, Kill for us a deer with antlers!" Forth into the forest straightway All alone walked Hiawatha Proudly, with his bow and arrows; And the birds sang round him, o'er him, "Do not shoot us, Hiawatha!
Page 87 - As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other!
Page 241 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Page 55 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear : Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.