Johnson's First-[fifth] Reader ...Eugene Cunningham Branson B. F. Johnson publishing Company, 1899 - Readers |
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... sing , And found on a bed of mosses A bird with a broken wing . I healed its wound , and each morning It sang its old , sweet strain ; But the bird with a broken pinion Never soared so high again . 2. I found a young life broken By ...
... sing , And found on a bed of mosses A bird with a broken wing . I healed its wound , and each morning It sang its old , sweet strain ; But the bird with a broken pinion Never soared so high again . 2. I found a young life broken By ...
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... singing a song , In praise of the right , in blame of the wrong . 2. If I were a voice , a consoling voice , I'd fly on the wings of air ; The homes of sorrow and guilt I'd seek , And calm and truthful words I'd speak , To save them ...
... singing a song , In praise of the right , in blame of the wrong . 2. If I were a voice , a consoling voice , I'd fly on the wings of air ; The homes of sorrow and guilt I'd seek , And calm and truthful words I'd speak , To save them ...
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... sings , And coral reefs lie bare , Where the cold sea - maids rise to sun their streaming hair . 2. In webs of living gauze no more unfurl : Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell , Where its dim , dreaming life was ...
... sings , And coral reefs lie bare , Where the cold sea - maids rise to sun their streaming hair . 2. In webs of living gauze no more unfurl : Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell , Where its dim , dreaming life was ...
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... singing led sailors to destruction . 5. Wont , used ; accustomed . 6. Těn'ant , occupant . 6. Ten'ant , occupant . 7. Re vealed ' , dis- closed to view . 8. I'rised , having colors like those of the rainbow . 9. Crypt , vault ; tomb ...
... singing led sailors to destruction . 5. Wont , used ; accustomed . 6. Těn'ant , occupant . 6. Ten'ant , occupant . 7. Re vealed ' , dis- closed to view . 8. I'rised , having colors like those of the rainbow . 9. Crypt , vault ; tomb ...
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... sings , with little rest , all the night . It rarely sings by day , and those kept in cages are often covered with a cloth to make them sing . It is very shy ; even naturalists know but little of its habits . Mudie says : " I watched ...
... sings , with little rest , all the night . It rarely sings by day , and those kept in cages are often covered with a cloth to make them sing . It is very shy ; even naturalists know but little of its habits . Mudie says : " I watched ...
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Page 55 - When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child ; but when I became a man, I put away childish things: For now we see through a glass, darkly ; but then face to face : now I know in part ; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
Page 176 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 281 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Page 283 - That orbed maiden , with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn...
Page 40 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Page 177 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow ; And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly ! 'Tis morn — but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Page 291 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 292 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard,— and heard, too, have her Saxon foes; How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Page 293 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the...
Page 147 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...