Choice Literature, Bücher 4American Book Company, 1912 |
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ALICE CARY answered asked Aunt Cathy baker's wife Barnstable Baucis beautiful better birds blew blow bright called Charley child Chipmunk cottage coxswain Cratchit crickets cried dark dear Deerslayer door Epimetheus exclaimed eyes face father Featherhead feet felt flames flowers gaze girl gold Golden Touch gone grew hand head hear heard heart heaven JAMES FENIMORE COOPER King Midas knew knot laughing Lenape light little Hiawatha little Marygold live loaf looked Middleton milk Miss morning mother NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE naughty never night Nokomis Nutcracker old Philemon Pandora peeped Philemon and Baucis pilot pitcher play poor pretty Quicksilver replied rose seemed shillings shouted silver singing smile squirrel stood stranger supper Susy sweet tell thing thought Tiny Tim took trapper trees trouble turned village voice warrior whispered wife wind wings wonderful yellow young
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Seite 175 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Seite 165 - They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I' try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!
Seite 164 - 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.
Seite 189 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they, 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.' Waken, lords and ladies gay...
Seite 162 - Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea!' 'O father! I see a gleaming light, O say, what may it be?' But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.
Seite 187 - Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray: And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day . The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door!
Seite 98 - 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.
Seite 228 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Seite 188 - She wandered up and down, And many a hill did Lucy climb, But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet !" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Seite 35 - Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky, the rainbow, Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis ? " And the good Nokomis answered : " 'T is the heaven of flowers you see there ; All the wild-flowers of the forest, All the lilies of the prairie, When on earth they fade and perish, Blossom in that heaven above us.