Elson Grammar School Readers, Book 1Scott, Foresman and Company, 1911 - Basal reading instruction Selections from American and English poets and authors. Includes brief biographical information and "helps to study." |
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... wood , And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide - spreading pond , and the mill that stood by it ; The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell ; The cot of my father , the dairy - house nigh it , And e'en the rude ...
... wood , And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide - spreading pond , and the mill that stood by it ; The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell ; The cot of my father , the dairy - house nigh it , And e'en the rude ...
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... wood from the pile and straw from the stacks He plugged the knot - holes and calked the cracks ; And a bucket of water , which one would think He had brought up into the loft to drink When he chanced to be dry , Stood always nigh , For ...
... wood from the pile and straw from the stacks He plugged the knot - holes and calked the cracks ; And a bucket of water , which one would think He had brought up into the loft to drink When he chanced to be dry , Stood always nigh , For ...
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... woods and waves , And looked on the granaried harvest - with a blow on his brawny chest , He muttered , " The good Great Spirit loves His white children best ! " HELPS TO STUDY Historical : The Pilgrims landed at Plymouth , December 21 ...
... woods and waves , And looked on the granaried harvest - with a blow on his brawny chest , He muttered , " The good Great Spirit loves His white children best ! " HELPS TO STUDY Historical : The Pilgrims landed at Plymouth , December 21 ...
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... wood . 2 And here , even now , above my head , a lusty rogue doth sing , He pecks his swelling breast and neck , and trims his little wing . He will not fly ; he knows full well , while chirping on that spray , I would not harm him for ...
... wood . 2 And here , even now , above my head , a lusty rogue doth sing , He pecks his swelling breast and neck , and trims his little wing . He will not fly ; he knows full well , while chirping on that spray , I would not harm him for ...
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... wood - paths a growing sigh , And called out each voice of the deep - blue sky ; From the night - bird's lay through the starry time , In the groves of the soft Hesperian clime , To the swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes , When the ...
... wood - paths a growing sigh , And called out each voice of the deep - blue sky ; From the night - bird's lay through the starry time , In the groves of the soft Hesperian clime , To the swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes , When the ...
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Page 41 - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read.
Page 15 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Page 127 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Page 84 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Page 25 - The old oaken bucket, the ironbound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well. That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure; For often, at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the...
Page 286 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Page 85 - He was chubby and plump — a right jolly old elf — And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Page 265 - I then came home, and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers and sisters and cousins, understanding the bargain I had made, told me I had given four times as much for it as it was worth...
Page 286 - I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong. That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke : And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend, birth, SONNETS.
Page 92 - the Elephant Is very like a rope!" And so these men of Indostan Disputed loud and long, Each in his own opinion Exceeding stiff and strong, Though each was partly in the right, And all were in the wrong!