The Normal Course in Reading: Fourth Reader : the Wonderful Things Around UsSilver, Burdett, 1890 - 368 páginas |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
America animals banana bear beautiful birds blossoms branches brave Britons buds butterfly called carried Ceres colonists colony colors Columbus covered creeping dark delta delta island earth England English fastened feathers feet FELICIA HEMANS flow flowers forests Fred gardener green ground grow Indians insects island ivy green king lake land larvæ layer learned leaves Little white Lily live look mother moths mountain nest never night O'er ocean passage to India pebbles perianth pistil plants Pluto poems pollen potato Proserpina pupa Quakers rain river rock roots sailed Saint Bernard dogs sand Saxons seeds ships shore silkworm skin soft soil soon spring stamens star-spangled banner stem story stream sweet tell thee thought town tree uncle voyage wasp waves wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wings winter wood
Passagens conhecidas
Página 95 - Whole ages have fled, and their works decayed, And nations scattered been ; But the stout old ivy shall never fade From its hale and hearty green. The brave old plant in its lonely days Shall fatten upon the past ; For the stateliest building man can raise Is the ivy's food at last. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green.
Página 350 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha s>ae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Página 284 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear, — They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free!
Página 334 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there ; Oh ! 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...
Página 71 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Página 333 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Página 12 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 335 - Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust...
Página 334 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Página 94 - The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has he.