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... seemed to be in very deep thought . LAArms " If I had only laid my eggs on the other side of the hedge , " sighed the poor mother , " among the grain , there would have been plenty of time to rear my birds before harvest time . " 66 My ...
... seemed to be in very deep thought . LAArms " If I had only laid my eggs on the other side of the hedge , " sighed the poor mother , " among the grain , there would have been plenty of time to rear my birds before harvest time . " 66 My ...
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... seemed broken ; and if it had not been for her baby , her neighbors feared that she would have gone to join Ben in his grave under the sea . Dandelion didn't understand why every one was so sad , and why his father stayed away so long ...
... seemed broken ; and if it had not been for her baby , her neighbors feared that she would have gone to join Ben in his grave under the sea . Dandelion didn't understand why every one was so sad , and why his father stayed away so long ...
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... seemed , and how industrious you were to build another ! So , little birdies , I found that , like man , you have your joys , your cares , your troubles , and your sor- rows . The stormy billows of life are also for you . I love you the ...
... seemed , and how industrious you were to build another ! So , little birdies , I found that , like man , you have your joys , your cares , your troubles , and your sor- rows . The stormy billows of life are also for you . I love you the ...
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... seemed to feel the loss ; for he often stopped before the print - shops and asked his companion to read to him the names of the engravings . In this way we reached a certain boulevard which the little wanderer seemed to know again ...
... seemed to feel the loss ; for he often stopped before the print - shops and asked his companion to read to him the names of the engravings . In this way we reached a certain boulevard which the little wanderer seemed to know again ...
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... seemed to recollect me . " Pardon me if I do not make you a bow , " said he , merrily , " but I want both my hands for the nose- gay Charles has given me . " You are , then , become great friends ? " said I. " Oh ! I should think so ...
... seemed to recollect me . " Pardon me if I do not make you a bow , " said he , merrily , " but I want both my hands for the nose- gay Charles has given me . " You are , then , become great friends ? " said I. " Oh ! I should think so ...
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The Morse Readers Practical Graded Text, Second Book Ella M. Powers,Thomas M. Balliet Peržiūra negalima - 2017 |
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Abby Morton Diaz ALFRED TENNYSON bank beautiful Bébée bells Beth birds blue boat Bob-o'-link bright chee child clouds cocoanut cried dark dear Deb's eyes face Fairy father feet Flower of Liberty forest Gavroche grass green hand happy head heard heart heaven HELEN HUNT JACKSON Henry W HIPPOPOTAMUS horse hour Indians Jack knew laugh leaped legs light little Bridget little girl Little Jerry live looked morning MORSE mother nest never night passed PAUL DU CHAILLU Phaethon pine pretty R. D. BLACKMORE rain river rose round Saladin seemed seen shining shore side sing snow song Spink star stood sweet Thames Water things thou thought tree tỷ voice waves wild William WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind window wings wonder woods young lady
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172 psl. - 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.
232 psl. - For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
262 psl. - Heigh-ho ! sing, heigh-ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh-ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not.
89 psl. - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
244 psl. - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
89 psl. - The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company...
268 psl. - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.
231 psl. - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
174 psl. - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery water-break Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, ' I slide by hazel covers; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers.
90 psl. - I gazed and gazed but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.