Textbooks of Art Education, Volumes 1-3 |
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Alice ALICE W apple Banbury beautiful shape blossom book cover BOOKS OF ART bough bowl bright colors BROOKLYN brush strokes buds Choose Christina Rossetti circle cold and frosty cone crayon or charcoal crease dark DIRECTOR OF ART Draw an oblong Draw or paint dry our clothes edge ends Find flower Fold fruit gentlemen walk grass green grow HARVARD HARVARD COLLEGE Harvard University HUGO MÜNSTERBERG lanterns leaf leaves Let us paint LIBRARY OF HUGO light loom MARCH 15 match-safe middle gray MINN MINNEAPOLIS Mould oblong face orange Paint the shape Paint with ink paper Paste pattern pict pieces plant play PRANG EDUCATIONAL COMPANY PRATT INSTITUTE pretty PUBLIC SCHOOLS rabbits raffia rainbow red-violet right tri-prism Robert Louis Stevenson sailing SCOTT PERRY shadow picture soft gray square prism square pyramid stem things trees triangle twig violet WALTER SCOTT wash our clothes weave Wind winter wool yellow
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Page 12 - I'LL tell you how the sun rose, — A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, " That must have been the sun ! " But how he set, I know not. There seemed a purple stile Which little yellow boys and girls Were climbing all the while Till when they reached the other side, A dominie in gray Put gently up the evening bars, And led the flock away.
Page 54 - Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky, the rainbow, Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis?
Page 41 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king!
Page 7 - AUTUMN FIRES IN the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail ! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall!
Page 13 - IN winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree. Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
Page 6 - O fruit loved of boyhood! the old days recalling, When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling! When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin, Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!
Page 25 - I guess the pussy-willows now Are creeping out on every bough Along the brook; and robins look For early worms behind the plough.
Page 1 - 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 tops of the hills.
Page 40 - WHEN I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay To keep me happy all the day. And sometimes for an hour or so I watched my leaden soldiers go, With different uniforms and drills, Among the bed-clothes, through the hills; And sometimes sent my ships in fleets AH up and down among the sheets; Or brought my trees and houses out, And planted cities all about.