Everyday Classics: Primer-eighth Reader, Book 4Macmillan, 1917 - Readers The Everyday classics are a series of school readers basued upon a valid principle and a vital need. The principle is that there is a considerable body of good literature which is simple enough to be understood and enjoyed by children. It is of good value to read stories like these childhood to be retained as an influence upon one's on attitude towards life. The need for such a series is seen in the fact that many children are put in touch with so little of this common heritage. |
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... seen in the fact that many children are not put in touch with much of this common heritage of the race . In the teacher's natural desire to find something new and dif- ferent , many of the old and approved things have been pushed aside ...
... seen in the fact that many children are not put in touch with much of this common heritage of the race . In the teacher's natural desire to find something new and dif- ferent , many of the old and approved things have been pushed aside ...
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... seen a more populous place . The city is an exact square , each side of the wall being five hundred feet long . The two great streets which run across and divide it into four 10 quarters are five feet wide . The lanes and alleys , which ...
... seen a more populous place . The city is an exact square , each side of the wall being five hundred feet long . The two great streets which run across and divide it into four 10 quarters are five feet wide . The lanes and alleys , which ...
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... 13. Where does the sailor show that he has no fear of the ocean ? 14. Have you seen the ocean ? Or a picture of it ? If so , what do you remember about it ? C 5 SINDBAD'S SECOND VOYAGE These stories of Sindbad are taken THE SEA 3333.
... 13. Where does the sailor show that he has no fear of the ocean ? 14. Have you seen the ocean ? Or a picture of it ? If so , what do you remember about it ? C 5 SINDBAD'S SECOND VOYAGE These stories of Sindbad are taken THE SEA 3333.
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... surprised at 20 the largeness of my diamonds , and confessed that they had never seen any of such size and perfec- tion . I prayed the merchant who owned the nest to which I had been carried ( for every SINDBAD'S SECOND VOYAGE 43.
... surprised at 20 the largeness of my diamonds , and confessed that they had never seen any of such size and perfec- tion . I prayed the merchant who owned the nest to which I had been carried ( for every SINDBAD'S SECOND VOYAGE 43.
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... seen Swinging in a palanquin ; Where among the desert sands Some deserted city stands , All its children , sweep and prince , Grown to manhood ages since , Not a foot in street or house , Not a stir of child . or mouse , And when kindly ...
... seen Swinging in a palanquin ; Where among the desert sands Some deserted city stands , All its children , sweep and prince , Grown to manhood ages since , Not a foot in street or house , Not a stir of child . or mouse , And when kindly ...
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Everyday Classics: Primer-Eighth Reader, Book 7 Franklin Thomas Baker,Ashley Horace Thorndike,Fannie Wyche Dunn No preview available - 2018 |
Everyday Classics: Primer-Eighth Reader, Book 7 Franklin Thomas Baker,Ashley Horace Thorndike,Fannie Wyche Dunn No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 151 - No more shall the war-cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red: They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day: — Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.
Page 103 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Page 50 - The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Page 267 - 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 ! ENDYMION.
Page 333 - Say, father, say If yet my task is done!' He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. 'Speak, father!' once again he cried, 'If I may yet be gone!
Page 11 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 123 - All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil...
Page 183 - Thus refreshed, I walked again up the street, which by this time had many clean-dressed people in it, who were all walking the same way. I joined them, and thereby was led into the great meeting-house of the Quakers near the market. I sat down among them, and, after looking round...
Page 265 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 143 - Merrily swinging on brier and weed, Near to the nest of his little dame, Over the mountain-side or mead, Robert of Lincoln is telling his name: Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Snug and safe is that nest of ours, Hidden among the summer flowers. Chee, chee, chee.