The Richmond Second ReaderGinn & Company, 1906 - 134 páginas |
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... dark blue sea . And where did you get that lovely fringe , O Gentian , that you wear ? I caught a glimpse of your dark eyelash , And a glimpse of your curly hair . And why do you stand so straight and still , When they say that you are ...
... dark blue sea . And where did you get that lovely fringe , O Gentian , that you wear ? I caught a glimpse of your dark eyelash , And a glimpse of your curly hair . And why do you stand so straight and still , When they say that you are ...
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... kindergarten to hunt up Jerry's home . We carried him a little coat that had been given us . We found the house on a dark narrow street . When we rapped no one answered . At last a woman put her head out of a window near by 33.
... kindergarten to hunt up Jerry's home . We carried him a little coat that had been given us . We found the house on a dark narrow street . When we rapped no one answered . At last a woman put her head out of a window near by 33.
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... dark and damp as a cellar . There was not a place in it clean enough to lay the clothes down . The table was covered with dirty dishes . There was a clothesline strung about the room . Jack said : “ Oh , hang the things on the line ...
... dark and damp as a cellar . There was not a place in it clean enough to lay the clothes down . The table was covered with dirty dishes . There was a clothesline strung about the room . Jack said : “ Oh , hang the things on the line ...
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... dark cave . He had grown small and black by living away from the light . He was a blacksmith and worked every day at his anvil and forge . As he bent over the fire he heard a faint blast of a silver horn . He thought it called him . 66 ...
... dark cave . He had grown small and black by living away from the light . He was a blacksmith and worked every day at his anvil and forge . As he bent over the fire he heard a faint blast of a silver horn . He thought it called him . 66 ...
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... dark place . Siegfried soon became the joy of the dwarf's heart . He was one who should grow up to be free and glad in the world , to love and serve his fellow - men . A CHILD'S PRAYER God make my life a little light , Within the world ...
... dark place . Siegfried soon became the joy of the dwarf's heart . He was one who should grow up to be free and glad in the world , to love and serve his fellow - men . A CHILD'S PRAYER God make my life a little light , Within the world ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Æolus Aladdin ANDREA DELLA ROBBIA ANTHONY VAN DYCK ANTON MAUVE Ants Apollo baby basket bear beautiful birds blew blue weather brown Brunhilde called cave Ceres chariot cherry child CHRISTINA G cinder maid Cinderella cloak cold danced dikes door dwarf earth Ellen fairy father field fire flock flowers Frances and Mary G. F. WATTS GENTIANS gentle grass Grasshopper green happy heard Hiawatha Horace McFarland horses Iris James Watt JEAN FRANÇOIS MILLET Jerry Jerry's king knew knight lamb lamp Lilies lion little boy little children lived looked loved Mary Allen Mimi morning mother mouse never North Wind Phaeton Piccola play prince princess RICHMOND ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SANCTUS sang satin sheep shepherd shining Siegfried silver horn sings sisters sleep slipper smiled Spring squirrel stood story strong sword Thanksgiving things thought took trees Ulysses warm White Giant wonderful woodcraft yellow
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Página 77 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. 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.
Página 94 - I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all — O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Página 23 - AUTUMN FIRES IN the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The gray smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall!
Página 67 - Knowledge never learned of schools, Of the wild bee's morning chase, Of the wild-flower's time and place, Flight of fowl and habitude Of the tenants of the wood ; How the tortoise bears his shell, How the woodchuck digs his cell, And the ground-mole sinks his well; How the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung...
Página 66 - Thus the Birch Canoe was builded, In the valley, by the river, In the bosom of the forest; And the forest's life was in it...
Página 31 - WHEN I was a beggarly boy, And lived in a cellar damp, I had not a friend nor a toy, But I had Aladdin's lamp ; When I could not sleep for the cold, I had fire enough in my brain, And builded, with roofs of gold, My beautiful castles in Spain ! Since then I have toiled day and night, I have money and power good store, But...
Página 93 - Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing thro'. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Página 22 - Come, children all, to bed," he cried; And ere the leaves could urge their prayer He shook his head, and far and wide, Fluttering and rustling everywhere, Down sped the leaflets through the air. I saw them ; on the ground they lay, Golden and red, a huddled swarm, Waiting till one from far away, White bed-clothes heaped upon her arm, Should come to wrap them safe and warm. The great bare Tree looked down and smiled " Good-night, dear little leaves," he said ; And from below each sleepy child Replied...
Página 124 - AT evening when I go to bed I see the stars shine overhead; They are the little daisies white That dot the meadow of the Night.
Página 67 - For, eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers all he asks; Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy!