The Wooster First[-fifth] Reader, Volum 2Wooster & Company, 1907 |
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... lessons in this book have been selected and arranged with great care , bearing in mind such words as the pupil has ... lesson dia- critically marked , and the most difficult words are defined . At this period of the pupil's school ...
... lessons in this book have been selected and arranged with great care , bearing in mind such words as the pupil has ... lesson dia- critically marked , and the most difficult words are defined . At this period of the pupil's school ...
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... lesson well mastered than forty stumbled over . The mechanic never handles the new and foreign tool with grace and ease , and so with the pupil and the new words . All new and difficult words must first be mastered , then cultured ...
... lesson well mastered than forty stumbled over . The mechanic never handles the new and foreign tool with grace and ease , and so with the pupil and the new words . All new and difficult words must first be mastered , then cultured ...
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... LESSON IN ECONOMY . NOBILITY NAT'S TRIALS . OLD GLORY OUR FIRST THANKSGIVING DAY .... OIL YOURSELF A LITTLE . PHONIC CHART .... PUNCTUATION MARKS .. PETER GRAY ..... PRETTY IS WHICH PRETTY DOES . PADDLE YOUR OWN CANOE .. PEG AWAY ...
... LESSON IN ECONOMY . NOBILITY NAT'S TRIALS . OLD GLORY OUR FIRST THANKSGIVING DAY .... OIL YOURSELF A LITTLE . PHONIC CHART .... PUNCTUATION MARKS .. PETER GRAY ..... PRETTY IS WHICH PRETTY DOES . PADDLE YOUR OWN CANOE .. PEG AWAY ...
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... ! O come , and for your country band , And pledge your head and heart and hand , Awake ! awake ! Awake ! salute Old Glory ! -KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD . LESSON I. flip'pi ty - flop , to flutter with 16 THE WOOSTER FOURTH READER.
... ! O come , and for your country band , And pledge your head and heart and hand , Awake ! awake ! Awake ! salute Old Glory ! -KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD . LESSON I. flip'pi ty - flop , to flutter with 16 THE WOOSTER FOURTH READER.
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... LESSON IV . Helen Hunt Jackson , HELEN HUNT JACKSON . better Her known by her initials " H. H. , " a noted writer of both prose and poetry . She was born in Amherst , Mass . , in 1830 ; died at San Fran- cisco , Cal . , in 1885 , and ...
... LESSON IV . Helen Hunt Jackson , HELEN HUNT JACKSON . better Her known by her initials " H. H. , " a noted writer of both prose and poetry . She was born in Amherst , Mass . , in 1830 ; died at San Fran- cisco , Cal . , in 1885 , and ...
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Side 115 - Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
Side 99 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Side 288 - Of the wild bee's morning chase, Of the wild flower's time and place, Flight of fowl and habitude Of the tenants of the wood; How the tortoise bears his shell, How the woodchuck digs his cell, And the ground-mole sinks his well; How the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung; Where the whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where the ground-nut trails its vine, Where the wood-grape's clusters shine ; Of the black wasp's cunning way, Mason of his walls of clay, And the...
Side 115 - And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing. Charity suffereth long, and is kind ; charity envieth not ; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up...
Side 259 - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Side 188 - And don't you make any noise!" So, toddling off to his trundle-bed, He dreamt of the pretty toys; And, as he was dreaming, an angel song Awakened our Little Boy Blue — Oh! the years are many, the years are long, But the little toy friends are true!
Side 214 - When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand.
Side 249 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
Side 290 - Laughed the brook for my delight, Through the day, and through the night; Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall : Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond, Mine the walnut slopes beyond, Mine on bending orchard trees, Apples of Hesperides...
Side 265 - I went up to a rising ground to look farther; I went up the shore, and down the shore, but it was all one; I could see no other impression but that one. I went to it again to see if there were any more, and to observe if it might not be my fancy; but there was no room for that, for there was exactly the very print of a foot, toes, heel, and every part of a foot; how it came thither I knew not, nor could in the least imagine.