Standard Catholic Readers: First-[fifth] reader, Book 2American Book Company, 1909 - Readers |
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Standard Catholic Readers by Grades: Fourth Year (Classic Reprint) Mary E. Doyle No preview available - 2018 |
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baby boys basket beautiful Benjamin Bethlehem birds bright called camels carry child CHRISTINA G cloth Columbus crow date palm David dear dogs donkey Egypt father fibers flag flax flowers Frisky Fritz and Gretchen garden garments girls glad grapes happy heard Herod holy Babe horse Indians Jeru Jerusalem Jesus John White Feather Joseph king land Lion little birdie little chicken Lived a mother look Mary MARY HOWITT master meadow mee-ow Meenah merry Christmas morning mouse naughty nest night palm tree pitcher pretty pur-r R. L. STEVENSON reach sail seen servant sheep shine ship silky threads sing slender Solomon's temple sometimes spider star star-spangled banner Stork story tell temple Thee three little kittens THREE WISE MEN tired told took twinkle vine watched wind winter wise
Popular passages
Page 151 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 101 - And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.
Page 27 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 76 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger.
Page 124 - 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 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 168 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills ; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Page 21 - SAID the first little chicken, With a queer little squirm, " I wish I could find A fat little worm.
Page 63 - In the heart of a seed, Buried deep, so deep! A dear little plant Lay fast asleep! "Wake!" said the sunshine, "And creep to the light!
Page 134 - We swim," said the two : So they swam and they leaped where the stream runs blue. Over in the meadow, in a hole in a tree, Lived a mother blue-bird and her little birdies three. " Sing ! " said the mother ; " We sing," said the three : So they sang, and were glad, in the hole in the tree.
Page 168 - tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing ; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring!