The Golden Vase: A Gift for the Young

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B.B. Mussey, 1843 - 224 páginas

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Página 33 - O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us ! It wad frae mony a blunder free us, An...
Página 56 - How shining, strong, and lasting are the subtle threads spun from their artful mouths ! Who beside the All-wise has taught them to compose the beautiful soft shells, in which recluse and buried, yet still alive, they undergo such a surprising change, when not destroyed by men, who clothe and adorn themselves with the labours and lives of these weak creatures, and are proud of wearing such inglorious...
Página 75 - I am going to yield thee up ? To Europeans, who will tie thee close, — who will beat thee, — who will render thee miserable. Return with me, my beauty, my jewel, and rejoice the hearts, of my children.
Página 169 - Whenever you gave him a boot to measure, With gentle and skilful hand He took its proportions, with looks of pleasure, As if you were giving the costliest treasure, Or dubbing him lord of the land. And many a one did he save from getting A fever, or cold, or cough ; For many a foot did he save from wetting, When, whether in water or snow 'twas setting, His shoeing would keep them off.
Página 177 - For 'twas I that thought it pleasure Your nestlings to destroy. " But I did not think their mother Her little ones would miss, Or ever come to hail me With a wailing sound like this.
Página 52 - ... humble rank, yet, in various points of view, of great interest. The Pinna, one of the mollusca tribes, with two shells, is generally found at a small distance from the shore of the Mediterranean, Indian, American, Atlantic, and European oceans ; as well as in the Adriatic and Red seas, and seldom on bold and rocky coasts, exposed to the furious assaults of the tide. It has been elegantly termed,
Página 177 - I've sought them far and wide. "I left them well this morning, When I went to seek their food ; But I found, upon returning, I'da nest without a brood.
Página 177 - I can tell you all about them," Said a little wanton boy, " For 'twas I that had the pleasure, Your nestlings to destroy. " But I did not think their mother Her little ones would miss, Or ever come to hail me With a wailing sound like this. " I did not know your bosom Was formed to suffer woe, And to mourn your murdered children, Or I had not grieved you so.
Página 168 - This happy old man was so wise and knowing, The worth of his time he knew. He bristled his ends, and he kept them going, And felt to each moment a stitch was owing, Until he got round the shoe. Of every deed that his wax was sealing, The closing was firm and fast. The prick of his awl never caused...
Página 158 - The work you have now been about, We hope, by the freedom we love, he'll be kind, And spare you for letting us out. We thank you for all the fine stories you tell, And all the good things you would give ; But think, since we're out, we shall do very well Where nature designed us to live. Whenever you think of the swift little wings On which from your reach we have flown, No doubt, you'll beware, and not meddle with things In future, that are not your own.

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