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... turned thanks to God ; and the crew all joined together in singing a hymn of praise . During the night the ships ' course was kept towards the south - west , and THIRD READING BOOK . 37 Columbus Discovers America, Mrs Barbauld Life of ...
... turned thanks to God ; and the crew all joined together in singing a hymn of praise . During the night the ships ' course was kept towards the south - west , and THIRD READING BOOK . 37 Columbus Discovers America, Mrs Barbauld Life of ...
Página 38
... turned in that direction ; but the land had vanished , and they found that they had been cheated by one of those evening clouds which , in tropical skies , assume such singular forms about sunset , and so often delude the mariner into a ...
... turned in that direction ; but the land had vanished , and they found that they had been cheated by one of those evening clouds which , in tropical skies , assume such singular forms about sunset , and so often delude the mariner into a ...
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... turned against us , and felt their powerful talons put forth to drag us from the nest . " I know all that passed up to the moment when I was about to be pushed from my clinging hold on the rock . After that , terror took away all my ...
... turned against us , and felt their powerful talons put forth to drag us from the nest . " I know all that passed up to the moment when I was about to be pushed from my clinging hold on the rock . After that , terror took away all my ...
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... turned him round about , And went into his den ; For well he knew the silly fly Would soon come back again . So he wove a subtle web , In a little corner sly ; And set his table ready , too , To dine upon the fly . Then he came to his ...
... turned him round about , And went into his den ; For well he knew the silly fly Would soon come back again . So he wove a subtle web , In a little corner sly ; And set his table ready , too , To dine upon the fly . Then he came to his ...
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... turning over the pages of " Robinson Crusoe , " or some other pretty story - book . 66 This Julia's mother was at last ... turned out all the silks upon the table . She slowly pulled out a red , and a purple , and a blue , and a yellow ...
... turning over the pages of " Robinson Crusoe , " or some other pretty story - book . 66 This Julia's mother was at last ... turned out all the silks upon the table . She slowly pulled out a red , and a purple , and a blue , and a yellow ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
animal began bird brother brought called carry Caterpillar Chicory child clothes colour Cordelia creature cried crocodile daughter dear Dick DICK WHITTINGTON Duke of Burgundy England eyes father feet Fitzwarren flew flowers Frank garden gave Gelert Gilpin gold Goneril hand head heard heart Horned Owl horse John Gilpin kind King King Lear labour land Lear length lion lived look Lord master morning mother nest never night orange colour pick your road plants poor pretty Queen Cordelia replied returned rich river round seeds seen Selwood Forest servants Shag shark ship shore sisters soon stream strong sugar tell things thought told took trees turned village walk white shark Whittington wife wind wolf wonderful wood Woodland House young Zealand
Passagens conhecidas
Página 228 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, 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 scream'd, Up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl.
Página 232 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware!" So, turning to his horse, he said, "I am in haste to dine; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Página 228 - His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed ! But, finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
Página 232 - Ah ! luckless speech, and bootless boast, For which he paid full dear ; For while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear ; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Página 136 - That, Father! will I gladly do: Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the moon!
Página 226 - I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the Calender Will lend his horse to go.
Página 108 - THE stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam ; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Página 226 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Página 143 - 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 230 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!