Language Reader, Libro 3Macmillan Company, 1906 |
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON apple branch asked Beauty birds bough brother Bruin Caldon Low castle child CHRISTINA G cold cried daughter Dick door Dragon Duckling eyes fairy father fish fishhook flowers geese gentian gold green HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN happy heard Hiawatha horse huntsman jewel Killingworth kind king of Norway laughed leaves line that tells Lion little birdie little girl little Hiawatha Little white Lily live looked merchant mice mirror morning mother Mouse night Nokomis palace paragraphs poor little pretty Prince Fire-fade Prince Fire-flash Princess Princess Pearl Read the lines ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Sea King seen sentence containing sheep sings sisters sleep song soon statement things thought told tortoise tree troll ugly UGLY DUCKLING Urashima wife wild geese wind wish woodman words Write a sentence young
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Página 215 - Then the little Hiawatha, Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets,, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens." Of all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he...
Página 272 - The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising ; There are forty feeding like one ! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill ; The Plough-boy is whooping — anon — anon There's joy in the mountains; There's life in the fountains; Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing ; The rain is over and gone ! XXI.
Página 241 - WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND? Who has seen the wind ? Neither I nor you ; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind ? Neither you nor I ; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.
Página 14 - He'll sit in a barn, and keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, poor thing.
Página 9 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Página 84 - I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows of the town.
Página 123 - Wind I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! 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 167 - I love and I love !" In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong ; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving — all come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love, The green fields below him, the blue sky above, That he sings, and he sings ; and for ever sings he — " I love my Love, and my Love loves me !'
Página 97 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden...
Página 210 - There the wrinkled, old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will get thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!