Reading with Expression: First-- Reader, Volum 4American Book Company, 1911 |
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... education in New York state and elsewhere . They should not be disregarded until the end , but should be studied and spoken at appropriate times through- out the year . CONTENTS A Happy Boy's Bad Bargain The Seasons . The 6.
... education in New York state and elsewhere . They should not be disregarded until the end , but should be studied and spoken at appropriate times through- out the year . CONTENTS A Happy Boy's Bad Bargain The Seasons . The 6.
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First-- Reader James Baldwin, Ida Catherine Bender. CONTENTS A Happy Boy's Bad Bargain The Seasons . The Crimson Crown The Lost Child The Wishing - Gate Two Fables in Verse : · I. The Envious Wren II . The Fox and the Crow · · PAGE ...
First-- Reader James Baldwin, Ida Catherine Bender. CONTENTS A Happy Boy's Bad Bargain The Seasons . The Crimson Crown The Lost Child The Wishing - Gate Two Fables in Verse : · I. The Envious Wren II . The Fox and the Crow · · PAGE ...
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... Mar- garet J. Preston are used by permission of , and special arrangement with , Houghton Mifflin Company , the authorized publishers of the works of those authors . 10 UNIV . OF CALIFORNIA FOURTH READER A HAPPY BOY'S BAD.
... Mar- garet J. Preston are used by permission of , and special arrangement with , Houghton Mifflin Company , the authorized publishers of the works of those authors . 10 UNIV . OF CALIFORNIA FOURTH READER A HAPPY BOY'S BAD.
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... HAPPY BOY'S BAD BARGAIN 1 I 1 Listen , and I will tell you a story of a happy little boy whose name was Orvind . The house which he called his home was small and poor , but to him it was the loveliest place in all the world . Behind it ...
... HAPPY BOY'S BAD BARGAIN 1 I 1 Listen , and I will tell you a story of a happy little boy whose name was Orvind . The house which he called his home was small and poor , but to him it was the loveliest place in all the world . Behind it ...
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... not answer ; but he sobbed bitterly , and felt that he could never be happy again never , never . His mother did not question him any further , but left him alone where he sat . He was so filled with shame and sorrow that he 16.
... not answer ; but he sobbed bitterly , and felt that he could never be happy again never , never . His mother did not question him any further , but left him alone where he sat . He was so filled with shame and sorrow that he 16.
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Reading with Expression: First-- Reader, Volum 4 James Baldwin,Ida Catherine Bender Visualització completa - 1911 |
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Alfred Alfred Tennyson answered asked Baucis beautiful bees Bertie Big Foot birds Blunder boggart brave brownies Caldon Low Charlot child Clinton Scollard colt corn cried daisy dear door Elihu Burritt Eugene Field EXPRESSION eyes fairy father fire flower FOURTH READER give goat Greta grew ground Gubba happy hear heard Henry Henry W horse Jacquot John Aikin king King Alfred laughed little boy little girl lived Longfellow looked Mary Minnie Mondamin morning mother nest never night Old Owl Orvind Philemon and Baucis Phoebe Cary plow poem Polly pony poor pretty Pronounce queen Raggles Read Richard Henry Lee Robin sailor sitting soon sound Spell story stranger street swarm sweet talk tell things thought told Tommy tree voice warm Watseka whee-ee Whee-oo Willie Boy wind Wishing-Gate Woo Sing woods WORD STUDY
Passatges populars
Pàgina 246 - 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 hair.
Pàgina 125 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Pàgina 123 - 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.
Pàgina 250 - I was rich in flowers and trees, Humming-birds and honey-bees; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night...
Pàgina 251 - Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can ! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod.
Pàgina 147 - The frost looked forth one still, clear night And whispered, " Now I shall be out of sight, So through the valley and over the height In silence I'll take my way ; I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain, But I'll be as busy as they.
Pàgina 250 - O'er me, like a regal tent, Cloudy-ribbed, the sunset bent, Purple-curtained, fringed with gold. Looped in many a wind-swung fold; While for music came the play Of the pied frogs' orchestra; And, to light the noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire.
Pàgina 148 - That he hung on its margin, far and near, Where a rock could rear its head. He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane like a fairy crept ; Wherever he breathed, wherever he stepped, By the light of the moon were seen Most beautiful things.
Pàgina 248 - BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
Pàgina 250 - Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall...