Poetic reader, for the use of schools, Part 1

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Page 183 - 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 184 - To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall; Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly. When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky, So up to the housetop the coursers they flew • With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas, too. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
Page 223 - There, with its waving blade of green, The sea-flag streams through the silent water, And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen To blush like a banner bathed in slaughter.
Page 184 - He had a broad face, and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly ; He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed, when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And...
Page 222 - DEEP in the wave is a coral grove, Where the purple mullet and gold-fish rove, Where the sea-flower spreads its leaves of blue, That never are wet with falling dew, But in bright and changeful beauty shine, Far down in the green and glassy brine.
Page 78 - Which is the wind that brings the cold ? The North Wind, Freddy, and all the snow; And the sheep will scamper into the fold When the North begins to blow. Which is the wind that brings the heat? The South Wind, Katy; and corn will grow, And peaches redden for you to eat, When the South begins to blow.
Page 211 - BENEATH the low-hung night cloud That raked her splintering mast The good ship settled slowly, The cruel leak gained fast. Over the awful ocean Her signal guns pealed out. Dear God ! was that thy answer From the horror round about ? A voice came down the wild wind,
Page 184 - His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
Page 183 - Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below — When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick ! More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name : " Now, Dasher ! now, Dancer ! now, Prancer and Vixen ! On ! Comet, on ! Cupid, on ! Donder and Blitzen — To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall ! Now, dash...
Page 212 - All night across the waters The tossing lights shone clear ; All night from reeling taffrail The Three Bells sent her cheer. And when the dreary watches Of storm and darkness passed, Just as the wreck lurched under, All souls were saved at last. Sail on, Three Bells...

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