The Little Speaker and Juvenile Reader: Being a Collection of Pieces in Prose, Poetry and Dialogue ...Collins & Brother, 1867 - 162 pages |
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... minds with valuable knowl- edge , that our future journey may be a useful and pleasant one . WHAT I HATE . I HATE to see a boy often absent from his school without any good reason . He not only wrongs himself , but he injures his school ...
... minds with valuable knowl- edge , that our future journey may be a useful and pleasant one . WHAT I HATE . I HATE to see a boy often absent from his school without any good reason . He not only wrongs himself , but he injures his school ...
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... mind with much valuable knowledge , which will be of use to him in after life . I like to see a boy kind and obedient to his parents and teacher , and ever ready to do what he can for them . I feel that the obedient and affectionate boy ...
... mind with much valuable knowledge , which will be of use to him in after life . I like to see a boy kind and obedient to his parents and teacher , and ever ready to do what he can for them . I feel that the obedient and affectionate boy ...
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... mind To be the greatest of mankind ; Great , not like Cæsar , stained with blood ; But , like Washington , great in good . EVERY ONE CAN DO SOME GOOD . WHAT if a little rain should say , " So small a drop as I Can ne'er refresh the ...
... mind To be the greatest of mankind ; Great , not like Cæsar , stained with blood ; But , like Washington , great in good . EVERY ONE CAN DO SOME GOOD . WHAT if a little rain should say , " So small a drop as I Can ne'er refresh the ...
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... mind . Ant , that still with willing pain Dost for the wintry hours prepare , Toiling at each weighty grain , Hoarding up the precious fare ; May it be my aim to gain Future good with equal care , Nor through summer's sportive day Fling ...
... mind . Ant , that still with willing pain Dost for the wintry hours prepare , Toiling at each weighty grain , Hoarding up the precious fare ; May it be my aim to gain Future good with equal care , Nor through summer's sportive day Fling ...
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... mind assail , When cares perplex , and pleasures fail , Then to my heart how dear the tale That speaks of Home ! When day's intrusive cares are o'er , And evening comes with soothing power , How sweet to employ the pensive hour In ...
... mind assail , When cares perplex , and pleasures fail , Then to my heart how dear the tale That speaks of Home ! When day's intrusive cares are o'er , And evening comes with soothing power , How sweet to employ the pensive hour In ...
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Alfred Alice ALMIRA AMERICAN SPEAKER beautiful bright brother Casabianca charm cheerful chick-a-de-de Cricket dear parents doth Edwin Eliza Ellen Emily Emma father feel flowers friends George Washington gingerbread give glad go to school happy hard Harriet hate hear heard heart heaven Helen hope hour idle improve Jack Frost-Jack Frost Jane John joys Julia Kate keep kind teacher kite laugh learn to lie lessons little birds little girls Lizzie look Lucy magic lamp Maria Mary mind moon morning naughty never night o'er Peter place for Frank play play cards pleasant Spring poor pray prettiest sight rill Samuel Sarah scholar schoolmates schoolroom shining singing sister snowbird song speak stay at home sunny sure Susan sweet sweet and low tell things THOU GOD SEEST thought told tree Twas vespers Whip-poor-will whistle wicked wish young
Popular passages
Page 53 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 55 - To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain, The nightly dews might fall, And the herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all. Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with...
Page 39 - The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 16 - No, no, no; said he cut down his apple-tree." " George's apple-tree ? " "No, no; his father's." "Oh!" "He said " "His father said?" "No, no, no; George said, 'Father, I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my little hatchet.
Page 56 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night, — Springing in valleys green and low, And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by...
Page 31 - At last by starvation and famine made bold, All dripping with wet and all trembling with cold, Away he set off to a miserly ant, To see if, to keep him alive, he would grant Him shelter from rain...
Page 52 - Casablanca, a boy about thirteen years old, son to the admiral of the Orient, remained at his post (in the Battle of the Nile) after the ship had taken fire, and all the guns had been abandoned, and perished in the explosion of the vessel, when the flames had reached the powder.
Page 52 - The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form. The flames rolled on, — he would not go Without his father's word ; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard. He called aloud — " Say, father, say If yet my task is done ! " He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son.
Page 40 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Page 53 - While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And streamed above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound — The boy — oh ! where was he ? Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea ! — With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which...