The Elson Readers: (Revision of Elson grammar school reader, book four)Scott, Foresman and Company, 1921 |
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Σελίδα 8
... POOR VOTER ON ELECTION DAY . ... John G. Whittier . GETTYSBURG ADDRESS . ABRAHAM LINCOLN . HOME AND COUNTRY ... Cardinal Newman ABRAHAM LINCOLN WALKS AT MIDNIGHT . Vachel 8 ( 8th Grade ) THE ELSON READERS - BOOK VIII.
... POOR VOTER ON ELECTION DAY . ... John G. Whittier . GETTYSBURG ADDRESS . ABRAHAM LINCOLN . HOME AND COUNTRY ... Cardinal Newman ABRAHAM LINCOLN WALKS AT MIDNIGHT . Vachel 8 ( 8th Grade ) THE ELSON READERS - BOOK VIII.
Σελίδα 33
... Poor Coaly - Bay ; 15 he would not bear the yoke . Rebellious to the end , he had fought against the fate of all his kind . It seemed to me the spirit of an eagle or a wolf it was that dwelt behind those full , bright eyes— that ordered ...
... Poor Coaly - Bay ; 15 he would not bear the yoke . Rebellious to the end , he had fought against the fate of all his kind . It seemed to me the spirit of an eagle or a wolf it was that dwelt behind those full , bright eyes— that ordered ...
Σελίδα 50
... Poor Shep , who had been securely tied at the forward end of the wagon , cowered and whimpered as though he too thought the judgment day had come , and it was his and Tommy's lot to com- fort each other - the dog licking the boy's hands ...
... Poor Shep , who had been securely tied at the forward end of the wagon , cowered and whimpered as though he too thought the judgment day had come , and it was his and Tommy's lot to com- fort each other - the dog licking the boy's hands ...
Σελίδα 131
... poor craven bridegroom said never a word ) , " Oh , come ye in peace here , or come ye in war , Or to dance at our bridal , young Lord Lochinvar ? " " I long wooed your daughter ; my suit you denied— 20 Love swells like the Solway ; but ...
... poor craven bridegroom said never a word ) , " Oh , come ye in peace here , or come ye in war , Or to dance at our bridal , young Lord Lochinvar ? " " I long wooed your daughter ; my suit you denied— 20 Love swells like the Solway ; but ...
Σελίδα 152
... poor enough . " 30 " Come , then , " returned the nephew , gayly . " What right have you to be dismal ? What reason have you to be morose ? You're rich enough . " Scrooge having no better answer ready on the spur of the mo- ment , said ...
... poor enough . " 30 " Come , then , " returned the nephew , gayly . " What right have you to be dismal ? What reason have you to be morose ? You're rich enough . " Scrooge having no better answer ready on the spur of the mo- ment , said ...
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Acadian American ballads beauty bird Bob Cratchit Bring to class Christmas class and read Class Reading Coaly-Bay countinghouse Cratchit cried dark death Demetrius Discussion door Edmund Andros Evangeline eyes face fairy father Fezziwig Find fire flowers Ghost girls give Glossary the meaning hand head heard heart Hermia highwayman horse Jacob Marley Joyce Kilmer king laughed Library Reading light Lincoln lines literature live Lochinvar looked Lysander merry never night NOTES AND QUESTIONS o'er Oberon Pete Phrases for Study poem poet poor pupils QUESTIONS Biography rendezvous with Death Rip Van Winkle river round scene Scrooge Scrooge's nephew selections shadow Silent Reading song soul sound Spartacus Spirit stanza stood story tell thee things thou thought Tiny Tim tion Titania trees Uncle Scrooge village voice Winkle wonder words
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Σελίδα 110 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!— quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Σελίδα 667 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.
Σελίδα 282 - OBSERVE good faith and justice towards all nations, cultivate peace and harmony with all ; religion and morality enjoin, this conduct ; and can it be that good policy does not equally enjoin it ? It will be worthy of a free, enlightened, and at no distant period a great nation, to give to mankind the magnanimous and too novel example of a people always guided by an exalted justice and benevolence.
Σελίδα 319 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Σελίδα 107 - Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Σελίδα 54 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Σελίδα 111 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore!
Σελίδα 132 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Σελίδα 107 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Σελίδα 137 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;