The New Fifth ReaderBenziger Bros., 1894 - 386 pages |
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... keep the grocery and they were the customers - and oh , we did have such times ! And then at night mamma used to read to us , Tom - such splendid stories , and sometimes beautiful poems , too . Did you ever hear the story of Aladdin and ...
... keep the grocery and they were the customers - and oh , we did have such times ! And then at night mamma used to read to us , Tom - such splendid stories , and sometimes beautiful poems , too . Did you ever hear the story of Aladdin and ...
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... keeping on a line with the jungle , they cut off its retreat , and turning toward the ele- phant , they confronted it , sword in hand . 9. At once the furious beast charged straight at the enemy ; but now came the very gallant but ...
... keeping on a line with the jungle , they cut off its retreat , and turning toward the ele- phant , they confronted it , sword in hand . 9. At once the furious beast charged straight at the enemy ; but now came the very gallant but ...
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... keep the commandments of thy father , and forsake not the law of thy mother . Bind them in thy heart continually , and put them about thy neck . When thou walkest , let them go with thee : when thou sleepest , let them keep thee , and ...
... keep the commandments of thy father , and forsake not the law of thy mother . Bind them in thy heart continually , and put them about thy neck . When thou walkest , let them go with thee : when thou sleepest , let them keep thee , and ...
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... keeping the Christmas time . And the lady , with bright - eyed children Behind her , their lips a - smile , And the chief in his skins and wampum , Came walking the narrow aisle . 11. Forthwith from the congregation Broke fiercely a ...
... keeping the Christmas time . And the lady , with bright - eyed children Behind her , their lips a - smile , And the chief in his skins and wampum , Came walking the narrow aisle . 11. Forthwith from the congregation Broke fiercely a ...
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... keeping a firm seat ; and then , holding on by the edge , we carefully protrude the peak of our traveling- cap , and then the tip of the nose , over the edge of the car , upon which we rest our mouth . 6. Everything below is seen in so ...
... keeping a firm seat ; and then , holding on by the edge , we carefully protrude the peak of our traveling- cap , and then the tip of the nose , over the edge of the car , upon which we rest our mouth . 6. Everything below is seen in so ...
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Page 351 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 270 - Where's Van Bummel, the schoolmaster?" "He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip...
Page 269 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed.
Page 353 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 270 - Tory, a Tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order, and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Page 266 - He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people...
Page 158 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Page 267 - A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut, indeed. "My very dog," sighed poor Rip, "has forgotten me!
Page 205 - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
Page 228 - Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat...