New York Teachers' Monographs, 第 6 巻

New York Teachers' Monographs Company, 1904
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85 ページ - For a man to sacrifice to a spirit which does not belong to him is flattery." 2. "To see what is right and not to do it, is want of courage.
46 ページ - And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying: "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God.
112 ページ - Along the lawn where scatter'd hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth and cumbrous pomp repose ; And every want to luxury allied, And every pang that folly pays to pride.
75 ページ - Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley ! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily ! " Lay aside your cloak, O Birch-Tree ! Lay aside your white-skin wrapper, For the Summer-time is coming, And the sun is warm in heaven, And you need no white-skin wrapper...
25 ページ - Where did you get those arms and hands? Love made itself into hooks and bands. Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? From the same box as the cherubs' wings. How did they all just come to be you? God thought about me, and so I grew.
12 ページ - And then outspoke a brownie, With a long beard on his chin ; 'I have spun up all the tow,' said he, ' And I want some more to spin.
64 ページ - Oh ! pleasant, pleasant were the days, The time, when, in our childish plays, My sister Emmeline and I Together chased the butterfly ! A very hunter did I rush Upon the prey : — with leaps and springs I followed on from brake to bush ; But she, God love her ! feared to brush The dust from off its wings.
50 ページ - 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.
25 ページ - What makes your forehead so smooth and high? A soft hand stroked it as I went by.