Model First[-fourth] Reader ... |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Albert Alice arctic fox asked beautiful beavers boats bobolink called Cape Buffalo Charles cheer comb dog family earth Edwin elephant eyes father feet flowers folks Frank friends gemsbok gentle glad gnaw grizzly bear hair happy heard heart hill horse hyenas John Smart John Warner Julia Julia Ford keep kind little birds little boy little children little girl live look Mary Minnie Miss Colby Miss Stanley mizzen-mast morning mother music-boxes Musk Ox never night Peter PHOEBE CARY pick pickax pict picture plants play pleasant pretty reindeer Robbins SANTA CLARA COUNTY schooner sing sloop song soon story swing tapir teacher teeth tell things Thomas thought told trees trunk Uncle John verse walk wish wolf wonderful wood woodpecker WORD LESSONS WORDS FROM LESSONS young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 69 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower!
Seite 127 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Seite 292 - Those who toil bravely are strongest ; The humble and poor become great , And so from these brown-handed children Shall grow mighty rulers of state. The pen of the author and statesman — The noble and wise of the land — The sword, and the chisel, and palette, Shall be held in the little brown hand.
Seite 290 - They drive home the cows from the pasture, Up through the long, shady lane, Where the quail whistles loud in the wheat fields.
Seite 70 - And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Seite 25 - A little word in kindness spoken, A motion or a tear, Has often healed the heart that's broken, And made a friend sincere.
Seite 25 - A word — a look — has crushed to earth Full many a budding flower, Which, had a smile but owned its birth, Would bless life's darkest hour. Then deem it not an idle thing A pleasant word to speak ; The face you wear, the thoughts you bring, A heart may heal or break.
Seite 85 - DIDN'T THINK. ONCE a trap was baited With a piece of cheese ; It tickled so a little mouse It almost made him sneeze ; An old rat said, " There's danger, Be careful where you go ! " " Nonsense ! " said the other,
Seite 30 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Seite 162 - DARE TO DO RIGHT Dare to do right! dare to be true! You have a work that no other can do, Do it so bravely, so kindly, so well, Angels will hasten the story to tell.