The Ideal Catholic Literary Readers: Book OneMacmillan Company, 1917 |
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... seen his mother . For he could not remember whether they had told him yes or no ; the river running very fast and confusing his mind . " Floy , did I ever see mamma ? " " No , darling ; why ? " " Did I never see any kind face like ...
... seen his mother . For he could not remember whether they had told him yes or no ; the river running very fast and confusing his mind . " Floy , did I ever see mamma ? " " No , darling ; why ? " " Did I never see any kind face like ...
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... seen Peter and John the temple , he asked for assistance . fastening their eyes upon him , said : about to go into But the apostles , " Look upon us , " He looked earnestly upon them , hoping that he should ST . PETER 35.
... seen Peter and John the temple , he asked for assistance . fastening their eyes upon him , said : about to go into But the apostles , " Look upon us , " He looked earnestly upon them , hoping that he should ST . PETER 35.
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... seen and heard . " But they , threatening , sent them away , not know- ing how they might punish them , because of the people ; for all men glorified what had been done . Being let go , the apostles came to their own 38 IDEAL CATHOLIC ...
... seen and heard . " But they , threatening , sent them away , not know- ing how they might punish them , because of the people ; for all men glorified what had been done . Being let go , the apostles came to their own 38 IDEAL CATHOLIC ...
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... seen reclining under the wide - spreading branches of some favorite tree reading a story book . She loved to take long strolls through the country in search of wild flowers and the other beauties of nature . It is hard to say which she ...
... seen reclining under the wide - spreading branches of some favorite tree reading a story book . She loved to take long strolls through the country in search of wild flowers and the other beauties of nature . It is hard to say which she ...
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... seen him only once in all her little life . Gable House , as it was called , had been part of the Castle long ago , and she was often taken to walk be- yond the yew hedge that formed its boundary , to the beautiful gardens with their ...
... seen him only once in all her little life . Gable House , as it was called , had been part of the Castle long ago , and she was often taken to walk be- yond the yew hedge that formed its boundary , to the beautiful gardens with their ...
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Página 275 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Página 118 - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till, at his friend the calender's, His horse at last stood still.
Página 34 - But this is that which was spoken by the prophet Joel: And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh...
Página 112 - Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we. He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. I am a linendraper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go.
Página 170 - And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Página 235 - Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives.
Página 70 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
Página 368 - Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below. Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, "Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?— 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Página 116 - Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung, A bottle swinging at each side As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl.
Página 236 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. "Go," cried the Mayor, "and get long poles, Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats!" — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a, "First, if you please, my thousand guilders!