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... fishes are glad this May morning , And like things of light , Through the waters bright , Flash to and fro ! There's a sound of joy in the youthful Spring- Hark ! hark ! There sings the lark ! Why tarry we yet ? let's go ! The strong ...
... fishes are glad this May morning , And like things of light , Through the waters bright , Flash to and fro ! There's a sound of joy in the youthful Spring- Hark ! hark ! There sings the lark ! Why tarry we yet ? let's go ! The strong ...
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... I am the gladsome Summer ! Not a song - bird of the grove But loves my cheerful sunshine , And tells me of that love : Not a fish within the river But moves his silver 18 SECOND NATIONAL READING - BOOK . Summer (poetry)
... I am the gladsome Summer ! Not a song - bird of the grove But loves my cheerful sunshine , And tells me of that love : Not a fish within the river But moves his silver 18 SECOND NATIONAL READING - BOOK . Summer (poetry)
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Chambers W. and R., ltd. Not a fish within the river But moves his silver scales With fresh delight , whenever I breathe upon the gales . 5 . I am the gladsome Summer ! The friend of children , I ; How , in my sunny meadows , They love ...
Chambers W. and R., ltd. Not a fish within the river But moves his silver scales With fresh delight , whenever I breathe upon the gales . 5 . I am the gladsome Summer ! The friend of children , I ; How , in my sunny meadows , They love ...
Página 46
... fish twinkle down below ; To hear the lark in the blue sky sing , Oh , sure enough , ' tis a merry thing- But ' tis merrier far to swing - to swing ! 2 . Merry it is on a winter's night , To listen to tales of elf and sprite , Of caves ...
... fish twinkle down below ; To hear the lark in the blue sky sing , Oh , sure enough , ' tis a merry thing- But ' tis merrier far to swing - to swing ! 2 . Merry it is on a winter's night , To listen to tales of elf and sprite , Of caves ...
Página 62
... fish , a bird , and a bee are all animals , though they are very different creatures . They differ in size , in shape , in colour , and in many other ways , yet in some things they are alike . They are all of them alive ; they all feel ...
... fish , a bird , and a bee are all animals , though they are very different creatures . They differ in size , in shape , in colour , and in many other ways , yet in some things they are alike . They are all of them alive ; they all feel ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
animals ANOMIA beautiful began bipeds birds Black Forest bread bright bushes called carriages caterpillars Christmas box cloth cold comb corn cottage cowslips cried cuckoo daisy dear little dif'fer.ent drake ears earth eyes Fairy-man father field fish flowers garden George glad gladsome Summer gone grandfather grass green Gregory ground grow hands happy hear hopped lark laugh leaves light-house little oyster looked Lotty March wind MASTER SQUEAK Maurice May-pole mermaids merry month morning mother nest night oak-tree pheasant Plane Geometry plants pretty Princess Sea-hair quadrupeds river Dee Robin Robin Hood seed sheep shew shining side sing snow song spring Stanhope stone sunny banks sweet swing-we tabby cat tell thee things thou thought tiny told took trees village violet wallflower warm weeds whelk winter wood young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 28 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Página 60 - They stole little Bridget For seven years long ; "When she 'came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
Página 107 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them, with my mother.
Página 107 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 61 - They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow; They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lake, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wake.
Página 60 - UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home, They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.
Página 109 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Página 115 - These pretty Babes with hand in hand Went wandering up and down; But never more they saw the Man Approaching from the Town. In both these stanzas the words, and the order of the words, in no respect differ from the most unimpassioned conversation. There are words in both, for example, ' the Strand,
Página 98 - And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back, And there was the Gnat and the Dragonfly too, With all their Relations, green, orange and blue.
Página 110 - 11 yoke thee to my cart like a pony in the plough ; My Playmate thou shalt be ; and when the wind is cold Our hearth shall be thy bed, our house shall be thy fold.