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... Swallow and I ( Poetry ) · 132 50. The Little Blue Home - Maker , Olive Thorne Miller . 134 51. The Hummer of the Honeysuckle , Olive Thorne Miller . 137 52. Orchard Thieves . J. R. Lowell - John Burroughs . 139 53. The Bluebird 54. A ...
... Swallow and I ( Poetry ) · 132 50. The Little Blue Home - Maker , Olive Thorne Miller . 134 51. The Hummer of the Honeysuckle , Olive Thorne Miller . 137 52. Orchard Thieves . J. R. Lowell - John Burroughs . 139 53. The Bluebird 54. A ...
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... swallows came to our nest in spring- time , and began to build over the open doorway . I was delighted and spent much time in watching them . The mother - bird was always busy and im- portant , and the mate always kind and attentive ...
... swallows came to our nest in spring- time , and began to build over the open doorway . I was delighted and spent much time in watching them . The mother - bird was always busy and im- portant , and the mate always kind and attentive ...
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... swallows gave a sudden dive downward , and then fluttered and hopped till they alighted upon a small log . O , such praises as were sounded by the whole swarm . The air was filled with their joy . Some flew around and around , some ...
... swallows gave a sudden dive downward , and then fluttered and hopped till they alighted upon a small log . O , such praises as were sounded by the whole swarm . The air was filled with their joy . Some flew around and around , some ...
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... Read , if accessible , " The Acorn Hiders . ” — Overland Monthly . Also , " The Legend of the Northland . " - Phebe Cary . мур sta'ble suit MIKEON IC 49. THE SWALLOW AND I. NEW THIRD READER . 131 Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain)
... Read , if accessible , " The Acorn Hiders . ” — Overland Monthly . Also , " The Legend of the Northland . " - Phebe Cary . мур sta'ble suit MIKEON IC 49. THE SWALLOW AND I. NEW THIRD READER . 131 Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain)
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... SWALLOW AND I. prop'er wea'ry cheer'y li laes lodg'ings wěl'come I. The lilacs are in blossom , The cherry flowers are white ; I hear a sound below me , A twittering of delight ; It is my friend , the swallow , As sure as I'm alive ...
... SWALLOW AND I. prop'er wea'ry cheer'y li laes lodg'ings wěl'come I. The lilacs are in blossom , The cherry flowers are white ; I hear a sound below me , A twittering of delight ; It is my friend , the swallow , As sure as I'm alive ...
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Page 59 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them
Page 12 - And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right — The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Page 68 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 149 - DAYBREAK. A WIND came up out of the sea, And said, " O mists, make room for me.' It hailed the ships, and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone." And hurried landward far away, Crying, " Awake ! it is the day." It said unto the forest, " Shout ! Hang all your leafy banners out ! " It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing.
Page 12 - His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.
Page 151 - t was a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea. But I shall name you the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle-bed; So shut your eyes...
Page 58 - Nokomis ?" And the good Nokomis answered : " That is but the owl and owlet, Talking in their native language, Talking, scolding at each other.
Page 57 - There the wrinkled, old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will get thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Page 86 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree: It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills.
Page 8 - James!" He came close to her, and lifting up her calm, clear, beautiful eyes, she gave him a long look, turned to me kindly but shortly, looked for Rab but could not see him, then turned to her husband again, as if she would never leave off looking, shut her eyes, and composed herself. She lay for some time breathing quick, and passed away so gently, that when we thought she was gone, James, in his old-fashioned way, held the mirror to her face.