Words by the Way-side, Or, The Children and the FlowersGrant and Griffith, 1855 - 167 pages |
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... look , who she was like , etc .; and many were the questions with which poor mamma was assailed , the only one of the party who had ever seen the lady in question . Eight o'clock came ( the appointed hour ) , and no Miss Vaughan yet ...
... look , who she was like , etc .; and many were the questions with which poor mamma was assailed , the only one of the party who had ever seen the lady in question . Eight o'clock came ( the appointed hour ) , and no Miss Vaughan yet ...
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... look into , and besides such a great waste of time . Miss Vaughan thought quite contrary ; she liked nothing so well ... looks of her little friends , and trusted to be able to remedy the apparent defect in their training , by leading ...
... look into , and besides such a great waste of time . Miss Vaughan thought quite contrary ; she liked nothing so well ... looks of her little friends , and trusted to be able to remedy the apparent defect in their training , by leading ...
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... look was cheerful and amused ; she chatted gaily to the shivering children , and shewed them signs of the coming spring , how the leaf - buds were already starting into life , promising that soon the now dreary landscape should put on ...
... look was cheerful and amused ; she chatted gaily to the shivering children , and shewed them signs of the coming spring , how the leaf - buds were already starting into life , promising that soon the now dreary landscape should put on ...
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... look for them ; here is one that has already ceased blowing , and spent the greater part of its little life ; it is called Whitlow Grass ; it will soon shed its seed , and wither away . " " How early it must have bloomed ; what sort of ...
... look for them ; here is one that has already ceased blowing , and spent the greater part of its little life ; it is called Whitlow Grass ; it will soon shed its seed , and wither away . " " How early it must have bloomed ; what sort of ...
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Emily Ayton. expression . " Look , " she said , " I have found a Forget- me - not . " " No , my love , the Forget - me - not never makes its ap- pearance till summer comes . That little light blue flower is one of the numerous family of ...
Emily Ayton. expression . " Look , " she said , " I have found a Forget- me - not . " " No , my love , the Forget - me - not never makes its ap- pearance till summer comes . That little light blue flower is one of the numerous family of ...
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Acotyledons animals Ash Grove bark beautiful believe belong botanical name botany calabashes called calyx cloth coloured corolla Creeping Buttercup curious dare say dear Miss Vaughan Dora and Mary Dora's Eyebright eyes Fanny Fanny's Fcap feelings gathered girls glands grass green ground grow Illustrations insects kind knew Labiate leaf learned leaves Linnæan system Linnæus little Fanny lobes look Lotus mamma Manna means mind Monocotyledonous morning Myosotis Nasturtium natural Nettle never nourishment perfect petals pinnate pistils plants pleasures poison Radama Rafflesia Arnoldi Ranunculus Ranunculus Aquatilis remember replied Dora replied Miss Vaughan root seed seed-vessel seemed shew sisters sometimes soon species specimens stalk stamens stamens and pistils stem story suppose sweet Tanghin taste tell thing thought told tree tribe trunk umbels variety walk Water-cresses wish wither wonderful wood Wood Anemone young
Popular passages
Page 21 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 13 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee, Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
Page 77 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 130 - One there lives whose guardian eye Guides our humble destiny ; One there lives who, Lord of all, Keeps our feathers lest they fall : Pass we blithely then the time, Fearless of the snare and lime, Free from doubt and faithless sorrow : God provideth for the morrow !" SIXTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY.
Page 122 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 130 - Say, with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than the rose? Say, have kings more wholesome fare Than we, poor citizens of air ? Barns nor hoarded grain have we, Yet we carol merrily. Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow ! God provideth for the morrow...
Page 4 - I COME, I come! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song; Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose .stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves opening as I pass.
Page 113 - When round Thy wondrous works below My searching, rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom, Power, and Love, In earth or sky, in stream or grove ; Or, by the light Thy words disclose, Watch Time's full river as it flows, Scanning Thy gracious Providence, Where not too deep for mortal sense : When with dear friends sweet talk I hold, And all the flowers of life unfold, Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern.