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... Garden Flowers , Notes on Gentlemen , Ye , of England .. Goodnatured Little Boy , The .210 , 235 16 294 Grey , Lady Jane Grief of Peter the Great Grindstone , Dr. Franklin and the Grisly - Beard , King .. 80 300 319 290 Gulliver in ...
... Garden Flowers , Notes on Gentlemen , Ye , of England .. Goodnatured Little Boy , The .210 , 235 16 294 Grey , Lady Jane Grief of Peter the Great Grindstone , Dr. Franklin and the Grisly - Beard , King .. 80 300 319 290 Gulliver in ...
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... Garden Flowers PAGE .98 , 107 , 115 .184 , 199 , 238 , 262 , 285 , 316 204 147 69 311 82 96 135 55 52 ..98 , 107 , 115 274 175 314 28 89 83 187 ... 17 , 39 , 58 , 93 , 119 105 182 188 101 145 .210 , 235 141 279 On Going Forward Ouse ...
... Garden Flowers PAGE .98 , 107 , 115 .184 , 199 , 238 , 262 , 285 , 316 204 147 69 311 82 96 135 55 52 ..98 , 107 , 115 274 175 314 28 89 83 187 ... 17 , 39 , 58 , 93 , 119 105 182 188 101 145 .210 , 235 141 279 On Going Forward Ouse ...
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... garden which the boys regarded as lawful booty , and in the highest degree tempting ; but the boldest among them were afraid to venture for the prize . Horatio offered to go upon this errand ; he was let down at night from the bedroom ...
... garden which the boys regarded as lawful booty , and in the highest degree tempting ; but the boldest among them were afraid to venture for the prize . Horatio offered to go upon this errand ; he was let down at night from the bedroom ...
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... gardener's store they came at last , Where cocoa - nuts lay piled upon the board . " Ha ! " thought the Elephant , " tis now my turn To show this method of nut - breaking ; My friend above will like to learn , Though at the cost of a ...
... gardener's store they came at last , Where cocoa - nuts lay piled upon the board . " Ha ! " thought the Elephant , " tis now my turn To show this method of nut - breaking ; My friend above will like to learn , Though at the cost of a ...
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... the speckled hen and three chickens lay dead beside him . The cock recovered , but appeared terribly frightenl . It seems that the fox had jumped over the garden hedge , and , crossing part of the yard 22 THE FARM YARD . 22.
... the speckled hen and three chickens lay dead beside him . The cock recovered , but appeared terribly frightenl . It seems that the fox had jumped over the garden hedge , and , crossing part of the yard 22 THE FARM YARD . 22.
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Alfred Anne answer basket woman beautiful began birds Blue Coat School boys and girls British School brother called certify Chanticleer Charles Chipping Ongar Columbus cried Deansgate door Edward EDWIN WALLER Emily Bailey emperor England father fear feet flowers friends garden gave George give hand head heard heart Henry Henry Cowe James John JOHN HEYWOOD king little boy live looked Lord majesty Mary master morning mother Nelson never night papers poor pray prince Prize Essayists queen Robert Catterall Robt round Sarah Sarah French Seaton sent SHILLINGS ship Sibford School Sir W. C. Trevelyan's Slaithwaite soon Stoke-on-Trent Streatham Sunningdale School teacher thee things Thomas Thos thou thought told took tree W. C. Trevelyan's School walked wife William Willie wood words writes Young Scholar
Passagens conhecidas
Página 96 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do' blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Página 138 - Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Página 78 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Página 136 - A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew, Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 120 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat. Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...
Página 6 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 88 - The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Página 233 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
Página 136 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school.
Página 315 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betrayed, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soiled, is laid Low i