The American Normal Readers: Third Book

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Silver, Burdett and Company, 1908 - Christian education - 224 pages

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Page 144 - The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger; but they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.
Page 164 - Down the trunk, from top to bottom, Sheer he cleft the bark asunder, With a wooden wedge he raised it, Stripped it from the trunk -unbroken. "Give me of your boughs, O Cedar! Of your strong and pliant branches, My canoe to make more steady, Make more strong and firm beneath me!
Page 170 - Once, ah, once, within these walls, One whom memory oft recalls, The Father of his Country, dwelt. And yonder meadows broad and damp The fires of the besieging camp Encircled with a burning belt. Up and down these echoing stairs, Heavy with the weight of cares, Sounded his majestic tread ; Yes, within this very room Sat he in those hours of gloom, Weary both in heart and head.
Page 169 - OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 112 - And I peeped into the widow's field, And sure enough were seen The yellow ears of the mildewed corn All standing stiff and green ! " And down by the weaver's croft I stole. To see if the flax were...
Page 208 - Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I ; And fast I gather, bit by bit, The scattered driftwood, bleached and dry. The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I.
Page 109 - Then take me on your knee, mother, And listen, mother of mine : A hundred fairies danced last night, And the harpers they were nine. " And merry was the glee of the harp-strings, And their dancing feet so small ; But, oh, the sound of their talking Was merrier far than all !" " And what were the words, my Mary, That you did hear them say?
Page 166 - From a hollow tree the Hedgehog With his sleepy eyes looked at him, Shot his shining quills, like arrows. Saying with a drowsy murmur, Through the tangle of his wljiskers, "Take my quills, O Hiawatha!
Page 21 - Ha! ha!" laughs little Gustava. Up comes her little gray coaxing cat With her little pink nose, and she mews, "What's that?" Gustava feeds her, — she begs for more; And a little brown hen walks in at the door: "Good day!
Page 167 - Hiawatha!" From the ground the quills he gathered, All the little shining arrows, Stained them red and blue and yellow, With the juice of roots and berries; Into his canoe he wrought them, Round its waist a shining girdle, Round its bows a gleaming necklace, On its breast two stars resplendent.

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