McGuffey's Alternate First[-sixth] Reader, Bücher 3Van Antwerp, Bragg & Company, 1887 |
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Seite 132 - The maple in the hazel glade Throws down the path a longer shade, And the hills are growing brown. To-ring, to-rang, toringleringle, By threes and fours and single, The cows come slowly home. The same sweet sound of wordless psalm...
Seite 18 - To where the grown-up river slips Into the sea among the ships, To where the roads on either hand Lead onward into fairy land, Where all the children dine at five, And all the playthings come alive.
Seite 18 - UP into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad on foreign lands. I saw the next door garden lie, Adorned with flowers, before my eye, And many pleasant places more That I had never seen before.
Seite 58 - Whatsoe'er you find to do, Do it, boys, with all your might: Never be a little true, Or a little in the right. Trifles even Lead to heaven; Trifles make the life of man: So in all things, Great or small things, Be as thorough as you can.
Seite 116 - In just the daisies' fashion. And buttercups must always be The same old tiresome color; While daisies dress in gold and white, Although their gold is duller. "Dear Robin...
Seite 17 - FOREIGN LANDS UP into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad on foreign lands. I saw the next door garden lie, Adorned with flowers, before my eye, And many pleasant places more That I had never seen before. I saw the dimpling river pass And be the sky's blue looking-glass; The dusty roads go up and down With people tramping in to town.
Seite 170 - Now I have done with it, down let it go! All in a moment the town is laid low. Block upon block lying scattered and free, What is there left of my town by the sea? Yet as I saw it, I see it again, The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men. And as long as I live and where'er I may be, I'll always remember my town by the sea.
Seite 25 - No clouds are in the morning sky, The vapors hug the stream, — Who says that life and love can die In all this northern gleam? At every turn the maples burn, The quail is whistling free, The partridge whirs, and the frosted burs Are dropping for you and me. Ho ! hilly ho! heigh O ! Hilly ho!
Seite 159 - Give us light amid our darkness ; Let us know the good from ill ; Hate us not for all our blindness ; Love us, lead us, show us kindness — You can make us what you will. We are willing ; we are ready ; We would learn, if you would teach ; We have hearts that yearn towards duty ; We have minds alive to beauty ; Souls that any heights can reach...
Seite 132 - WHEN THE COWS COME HOME [From The Humbler Poets, edited by 8. Thompson (Chicago, 1885)] With Klingle, Klangle, Klingle, 'Way down the dusty dingle, The cows are coming home; Now sweet and clear, and faint and low, The airy tinklings come and go, Like chimings from some far-off tower, Or patterings of an April shower That makes the daisies grow...