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Page 444 - The time has come,' the Walrus said, 'To talk of many things: Of shoes - and ships — and sealing-wax Of cabbages - and kings And why the sea is boiling hot And whether pigs have wings.
Page 92 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Page 134 - There was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise ; He jumped into a bramble bush, And scratched out both his eyes : And when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main He jumped into another bush, And scratched them in again.
Page 356 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Page 188 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Page 381 - ... inches. Manuscripts not easily legible will not be considered. The name of the writer must not appear on the essay, which should be accompanied by a letter giving the writer's name, school, and home address, and sent to Mrs. Fannie Fern Andrews, Secretary American School Peace League, 405 Marlborough Street, Boston, Mass., not later than March 1, 1913.
Page 483 - In the first week of June they arrive at their breeding grounds in the bleak, wind-swept "barren grounds" above the Arctic Circle, far beyond the tree line. Some even venture 1,000 miles farther north (Greely found them at latitude 81°). While the lakes are still icebound, they hurriedly fashion shabby little nests in the moss only a few inches above the frozen ground. By August they have hastened to Labrador, where, in company with curlews and turnstones, they enjoy a feast. Growing over the rocks...
Page 408 - Our army love their General very much, but they have one thing against him; which is the little care he takes of himself in any action. His personal bravery, and the desire he has of animating his troops by example, make him fearless of danger. This occasions us much uneasiness. But Heaven, which has hitherto been his shield, I hope will still continue to guard so valuable a life.