The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Band 5 |
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... Young Lochinvar . 205 The Merry Harvest - Home . 206 The Soldier's Home TALES Prairie Life - N . America A Bear Hunt - N . America Kees , the Baboon - Africa . Encounter with a Kangaroo- Australia My First Gorilla - Africa . · • 163 165 ...
... Young Lochinvar . 205 The Merry Harvest - Home . 206 The Soldier's Home TALES Prairie Life - N . America A Bear Hunt - N . America Kees , the Baboon - Africa . Encounter with a Kangaroo- Australia My First Gorilla - Africa . · • 163 165 ...
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... young man cried , The few locks which are left you are grey ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man , Now tell me the reason , I pray . " r " In the days of my youth , " Father Willian replied , " I remember'd that youth ...
... young man cried , The few locks which are left you are grey ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man , Now tell me the reason , I pray . " r " In the days of my youth , " Father Willian replied , " I remember'd that youth ...
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... young ; She told me she was 66 six " With her merry little tongue . In her hand she held her hat , Which the wild wind sway'd ; And purple were the feet Of the scarecrow maid . More happy than a queen , Though scanty was her food , The ...
... young ; She told me she was 66 six " With her merry little tongue . In her hand she held her hat , Which the wild wind sway'd ; And purple were the feet Of the scarecrow maid . More happy than a queen , Though scanty was her food , The ...
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... young sailor That sails upon the sea . How luckless is the sailor When sick and like to die , He sees no tender mother , Nor sweetheart standing by . Only the captain speaks to him , -— 66 Stand up , stand up , young man , And steer the ...
... young sailor That sails upon the sea . How luckless is the sailor When sick and like to die , He sees no tender mother , Nor sweetheart standing by . Only the captain speaks to him , -— 66 Stand up , stand up , young man , And steer the ...
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... young man to go on deck , and look out for his own safety , assuring him he could be of no service to me in my then weakly state . " No , sir , " he nobly replied , " I will never leave you so long as the ship holds together . " In ...
... young man to go on deck , and look out for his own safety , assuring him he could be of no service to me in my then weakly state . " No , sir , " he nobly replied , " I will never leave you so long as the ship holds together . " In ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
alpaca animal began beneath bird blow boat breast cabin captain Captain Bligh chase cheer coast creature cried dark deck dogs door Esquimaux eyes fairy-queen fear feet fell fire fish grass green hand harpoon head hear heard heart Hendrik homeless birds horse hour Inchcape Rock islands Kees killed knew La Perouse length llama Lochinvar look miles moon morning mother natives nest never night noise o'er Oviparous Pacific Ocean pieces pipe Pitcairn's Island poor pron Quantock Hills quoth reach rest roar rocks rose round sail sailor seen ship shore shot side sight sing sledge snow snow-house song soon Spermaceti springbok steed stood storm struck sweet sweet dove died tell thee thing thou thought tree turtle twas venison vessel voyage waves whale wild Wildgrave wind Xury young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 140 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Seite 21 - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Seite 204 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Seite 92 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Seite 214 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace, Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Seite 205 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Seite 96 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Seite 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Seite 204 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Seite 95 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.