A sixth readerWheeler Publishing Company, 1919 |
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... beautiful thoughts beautifully expressed . The child who appreciates the vast difference between merely saying a thing and saying it well has the culture insight , which is one of the true ends in reading . What the Editors and the ...
... beautiful thoughts beautifully expressed . The child who appreciates the vast difference between merely saying a thing and saying it well has the culture insight , which is one of the true ends in reading . What the Editors and the ...
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... beautiful country . No truly loyal American boy or man will stand covered while " The flag is passing by ! " Study carefully the meanings of the following words before you study the poem : blare of bugles : a loud , harsh | noise of ...
... beautiful country . No truly loyal American boy or man will stand covered while " The flag is passing by ! " Study carefully the meanings of the following words before you study the poem : blare of bugles : a loud , harsh | noise of ...
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... beautiful country . " America " was written in 1832 by Dr. Samuel Francis Smith . The tune is a very old one . It was first sung in England about the year 1640. It is also the tune of the English National Hymn , " God Save the King ...
... beautiful country . " America " was written in 1832 by Dr. Samuel Francis Smith . The tune is a very old one . It was first sung in England about the year 1640. It is also the tune of the English National Hymn , " God Save the King ...
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... beautiful country , America ? Do you love our beautiful flag because it stands for America and for liberty ? Does your " heart with rapture thrill " when you see the beautiful flag flying high on a great flagstaff ? Are you trying to ...
... beautiful country , America ? Do you love our beautiful flag because it stands for America and for liberty ? Does your " heart with rapture thrill " when you see the beautiful flag flying high on a great flagstaff ? Are you trying to ...
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... beautiful country , a song that every good American could sing . Now read the third stanza where he tells that everything , " mortal tongues " ( the tongues of living men and women and . children ) , every living , breathing person ...
... beautiful country , a song that every good American could sing . Now read the third stanza where he tells that everything , " mortal tongues " ( the tongues of living men and women and . children ) , every living , breathing person ...
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Alamo barefoot boy Battle of Blenheim beautiful brave Charles G. D. Roberts child corn Cosette cows cried cuddle doon cyclone dark dead Dilly Bal doll dream eyes face fire flag following words Franklin godmother gold gray hand happy hear heard heart HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW imagine Indian James Whitcomb Riley John Godfrey Saxe JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER jolly old pedagogue King knew land landlady lines little boy little girl little Prince live looked Marmion Mexican morning mother never night Old Aunt Mary's old wash place picture play poem poet poor Prince Dolor QUESTIONS AND SUGGESTIONS reading aloud Red Fox Rolf Santa Anna seemed seen Silas Marner sing snow song South Wind stanza SUGGESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION sweet tell Texan things thought tower traveling cloak tree voice wall Whittier wonderful woods
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179 ページ - 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.
95 ページ - So all night long the storm roared on: The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below, — A universe of sky and snow!
337 ページ - I tell thee, thou'rt defied ! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
398 ページ - No man is born into the world, whose work Is not born with him; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil!
386 ページ - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done; And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round...
336 ページ - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble Earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke : "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation stone — The hand of Douglas is his own ; And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
97 ページ - The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons...
387 ページ - Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh '"Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
110 ページ - As one who held herself a part Of all she saw, and let her heart Against the household bosom lean, Upon the motley-braided mat Our youngest and our dearest sat, Lifting her large, sweet, asking eyes, Now bathed within the fadeless green And holy peace of Paradise.
397 ページ - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.