Elson primary school reader, Book 4 (Google eBook)

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Scott, Foresman, 1913 - Reading (Elementary)
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Page 136 - So, just for one more merry day To the great Tree the leaflets clung, Frolicked and danced, and had their way, Upon the autumn breezes swung, Whispering all their sports among "Perhaps the great Tree will forget, And let us stay until the spring, If we all beg, and coax, and fret.
Page 267 - How beautiful is the rain ! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain ! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs ! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout ! Across the...
Page 251 - At ten years old I was taken home to assist my father in his business...
Page 33 - Those who toil bravely are strongest ; The humble and poor become great ; And so from these brown-handed children Shall grow mighty rulers of state. The pen of the author and statesman, The noble and wise of the land, The sword, and the chisel, and palette, Shall be held in the little brown hand.
Page 307 - This textbook may be borrowed for two weeks, with the privilege of renewing it once. A fine of five cents a day is incurred by failure to return a book on the date when it is due. The Education Library is open from 9 to 5 daily except Saturday when it closes at 12.30.
Page 147 - THE bird that soars on highest wing, Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing, Sings in the shade when all things rest ; In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. When Mary chose " the better part,
Page 21 - A FAREWELL MY fairest child, I have no song to give you; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey: Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 66 - Can you do Addition?' the White Queen asked. 'What's one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one?' 'I don't know,' said Alice. 'I lost count.' 'She can't do Addition,' the Red Queen interrupted. 'Can you do Subtraction? Take nine from eight.
Page 160 - Little brook, sing to me: Sing about a bumblebee That tumbled from a lily-bell and grumbled mumblingly, Because he wet the film Of his wings, and had to swim, While the water-bugs raced round and laughed at him!
Page 62 - A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger.

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