The Battersea series of standard reading books for boys, Livro 41879 |
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... hand once at tiger shooting ; but one of the old Nepaulese Shikarees , Sir Jung Bahadoor , who entertained our own Prince in the Terai , has killed in his time 550 tigers with his own rifle . " " How fat the crafty old man - eating ...
... hand once at tiger shooting ; but one of the old Nepaulese Shikarees , Sir Jung Bahadoor , who entertained our own Prince in the Terai , has killed in his time 550 tigers with his own rifle . " " How fat the crafty old man - eating ...
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... hands and fore - paws , furnished with little claws , like a bird ! but especially on its beauti- ful skin , closely covered with shining scales . It was like a coat of mail , I thought : Charley said it was like his mother's mosaic ...
... hands and fore - paws , furnished with little claws , like a bird ! but especially on its beauti- ful skin , closely covered with shining scales . It was like a coat of mail , I thought : Charley said it was like his mother's mosaic ...
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... hands , to put it into execution . We made a box of strong pasteboard , about a foot square , and four inches deep ; one side was formed by a piece of glass , and about half of the top was covered with another piece , and the other half ...
... hands , to put it into execution . We made a box of strong pasteboard , about a foot square , and four inches deep ; one side was formed by a piece of glass , and about half of the top was covered with another piece , and the other half ...
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... hand for a long time , eat flies from my fingers , and drink water out of my palm . But little Spotty , the baby of the family , is the boys ' favourite . He is a pretty little fellow , and having cast his skin several times , is losing ...
... hand for a long time , eat flies from my fingers , and drink water out of my palm . But little Spotty , the baby of the family , is the boys ' favourite . He is a pretty little fellow , and having cast his skin several times , is losing ...
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... hands was already powerless . With his knee resting upon the railing , his teeth and his un- injured hand upon the wheel , the old man remained firm as a rock . The ship touched the shore in time , all the passengers and crew were saved ...
... hands was already powerless . With his knee resting upon the railing , his teeth and his un- injured hand upon the wheel , the old man remained firm as a rock . The ship touched the shore in time , all the passengers and crew were saved ...
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The Battersea Series of Standard Reading Books for Boys: Book IV for Standard IV Visualização integral - 1891 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alfred ancient Britons animal apple-bough Athelney bear beast beautiful Bede began bird Black Douglas boat bough boys brave called captain Charles Court child courage creature cried Danes danger death Druids eagle Earl Tostig East Anglia enemy England English Ethelred eyes eyry father fear feet fight fire followed Gelert Grizzly Bear hand Harlton hath head heard heart horse hour Imthal Inchcape Rock John Meynard Joseph King Alfred King Harold King of Kent knew land Lars Porsena laugh LESSON live lizard look Lord mahout monk monkeys mother nest never night Northmen o'er poor little prayers Rome rope round rushed seized shepherds ship shoot shore side Sigurd soon spake SPELLING spring stone stood Strokey tell thee things thou thought tiger titmouse told took tree turned unto wild young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 28 - Rover walked his deck, And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of Spring ; It made him whistle, it made him sing ; His heart was mirthful to excess, But the rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape float ; Quoth he, " My men, put out the boat, And row me to the Inchcape rock, And I'll plague the abbot of Aberbrothok.
Página 235 - But with a crash like thunder Fell every loosened beam, And like a dam, the mighty wreck Lay right athwart the stream ; And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam.
Página 233 - But the Consul's brow was sad, And the Consul's speech was low, And darkly looked he at the wall, And darkly at the foe. "Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town?
Página 235 - Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms, Take thou in charge this day!" So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back. Plunged headlong in the tide.
Página 235 - Back darted Spurius Lartius; Herminius darted back: And as they passed, beneath their feet They felt the timbers crack. But when they turned their faces. And on the farther shore Saw brave Horatius stand alone, They would have crossed once more.
Página 27 - No STIR in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was still as she could be, Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean.
Página 162 - In sooth, he was a peerless hound, the gift of royal John ; but now no Gelert could be found, and all the chase rode on. And now, as over rocks and dells the gallant chidings rise, all Snowdon's craggy chaos yells with many mingled cries.
Página 236 - Curse on him !" quoth false Sextus, " Will not the villain drown ? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town !" " Heaven help him !" quoth Lars Porsena, " And bring him safe to shore, For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.
Página 236 - And in the nights of winter, When the cold north winds blow, And the long howling of the wolves Is heard amidst the snow ; When round the lonely cottage Roars loud the tempest's din, And the good logs of Algidus Roar louder yet within...
Página 235 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear. All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.