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... mother , who sympathized with him , and very likely took occasion to tell him what a good thing it was to be careful , and all that . 3. Uncle John sat by the window , and when he had heard about the accident he asked : " Was the knife ...
... mother , who sympathized with him , and very likely took occasion to tell him what a good thing it was to be careful , and all that . 3. Uncle John sat by the window , and when he had heard about the accident he asked : " Was the knife ...
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... mother help him get the knife again ? Who did help him ? How did Uncle John get sight of it ? Please hold your book in the way you think Uncle John held the looking- glass . Would a book have done as well as a glass ? Why not ? What did ...
... mother help him get the knife again ? Who did help him ? How did Uncle John get sight of it ? Please hold your book in the way you think Uncle John held the looking- glass . Would a book have done as well as a glass ? Why not ? What did ...
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... mother is gone , little miller ; She was lost in a terrible fire . She thought it a star with its portal ajar ; But it wasn't so far , little miller ; With pity I saw her expire ! IV . Unheeded advice , little miller ; No flame ...
... mother is gone , little miller ; She was lost in a terrible fire . She thought it a star with its portal ajar ; But it wasn't so far , little miller ; With pity I saw her expire ! IV . Unheeded advice , little miller ; No flame ...
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... mother - bird was flying to and fro in great distress . 3. Now , we might at first thought say that these were very cruel boys , and that they ought to be punished for taking pleasure , as it would seem , in giving pain to two helpless ...
... mother - bird was flying to and fro in great distress . 3. Now , we might at first thought say that these were very cruel boys , and that they ought to be punished for taking pleasure , as it would seem , in giving pain to two helpless ...
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... mother , I suppose , flying about the tree and chirping so loud . " 10. " Birdie ! birdie ! " she continued , looking up at the old bird ; " we won't hurt your poor little chick ; we will keep him warm . " 11. So saying , she took up ...
... mother , I suppose , flying about the tree and chirping so loud . " 10. " Birdie ! birdie ! " she continued , looking up at the old bird ; " we won't hurt your poor little chick ; we will keep him warm . " 11. So saying , she took up ...
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Page 163 - So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, To you and to me, to you and to me; And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy, "Oh, the world's running over with joy!
Page 123 - They are only one times one. 0 moon! in the night I have seen you sailing And shining so round and low; You were bright! ah, bright! but your light is failing— You are nothing now but a bow. You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven, That God has hidden your face? I hope if you have you will soon be forgiven, And shine again in your place.
Page 60 - You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot: You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!
Page 224 - A FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 191 - How many deeds of kindness A little child may do, Although it has so little strength, And little wisdom too? It wants a loving spirit Much more than strength, to prove How many things a child may do For others by its love.
Page 212 - The rain and the night together Came down, and the wind came after, Bending the props of the pine-tree roof, And snapping many a rafter. I crept along in the darkness, Stunned, and bruised, and blinded, Crept to a fir with thick-set boughs, And a sheltering rock behind it.
Page 60 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Page 213 - There from the blowing and raining, Crouching, I sought to hide me : Something rustled, two green eyes shone, And a wolf lay down beside me.
Page 122 - seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter; My birthday lessons are done; The lambs play always, they know no better; They are only one times one.
Page 191 - SUPPOSE the little cowslip Should hang its golden cup, And say, "I'm such a tiny flower I'd better not grow up :" How many a weary traveller Would miss its fragrant smell!