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... hold This him by the nose . practice gave the bull- dog his name . Once Bull - dog . having got his grip , it is hard to make him let go . A very different disposition has the rough- coated St. Bernard . Though much like the New ...
... hold This him by the nose . practice gave the bull- dog his name . Once Bull - dog . having got his grip , it is hard to make him let go . A very different disposition has the rough- coated St. Bernard . Though much like the New ...
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... hold , and cut up their game . In the front part of their two jaws are twelve sharp cutting - teeth . Next are four long canine teeth , which pierce and hold a struggling victim . Back of these are twenty- six teeth used for tearing ...
... hold , and cut up their game . In the front part of their two jaws are twelve sharp cutting - teeth . Next are four long canine teeth , which pierce and hold a struggling victim . Back of these are twenty- six teeth used for tearing ...
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... hold fast the nose or the foot that touches the pan . " Stop ! " says Renard to himself , " I've thought of a way in which I'll get the start of that old trapper . I'll dig under his trap and touch the pan from beneath . That will ...
... hold fast the nose or the foot that touches the pan . " Stop ! " says Renard to himself , " I've thought of a way in which I'll get the start of that old trapper . I'll dig under his trap and touch the pan from beneath . That will ...
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... hold it fast when she springs upon it , she must uncover and throw out her claws . As Puss sits down and looks up and winks to her human friends , how touches them , the pupils contract , until only slits can be seen running up and down ...
... hold it fast when she springs upon it , she must uncover and throw out her claws . As Puss sits down and looks up and winks to her human friends , how touches them , the pupils contract , until only slits can be seen running up and down ...
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... holds him a prisoner . Hares are larger and longer than rabbits , have longer legs and ears , and do not burrow . They have a droll look when seen from behind , and the large hares of the far west are called jack- rabbits . Gophers are ...
... holds him a prisoner . Hares are larger and longer than rabbits , have longer legs and ears , and do not burrow . They have a droll look when seen from behind , and the large hares of the far west are called jack- rabbits . Gophers are ...
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Page 39 - In his wavering parachute. .. -But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts ! First at one, and then its fellow Just as light and just as yellow ; There are many now — now one — Now they stop ; and there are none — What intenseness of desire In her upward eye of fire ! With a tiger-leap...
Page 101 - Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper ? the glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in hia strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage...
Page 182 - To him the porter openeth ; and the sheep hear his voice : and he calleth his own sheep by name, and leadeth them out. And when he putteth forth his own sheep, he goeth before them, and the sheep follow him : for they know his voice. And a stranger will they not follow, but will flee from him: for they know 516 not the voice of strangers.
Page 61 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Page 61 - ... the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? What dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Page 61 - And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? and what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see?
Page 40 - Quick as he in feats of art, Far beyond in joy of heart. Were her antics played in the eye Of a thousand standers-by, Clapping hands with shout and stare, What would little Tabby care For the plaudits of the crowd? Over happy to be proud, Over wealthy in the treasure Of her own exceeding pleasure!
Page 79 - RED RIDING-HOOD. ON the wide lawn the snow lay deep, Ridged o'er with many a drifted heap ; The wind that through the pine-trees sung The naked elm-boughs tossed and swung ; While, through the window, frosty-starred, Against the sunset purple barred, We saw the sombre crow flap by, The hawk's gray fleck along the sky, The crested blue-jay flitting swift, The squirrel poising on the drift, Erect, alert, his broad gray tail Set to the north wind like a sail. It came to pass, our little lass, With flattened...
Page 164 - His homeward way the hunter took, By a path that wound to the vales below, At the side of a leaping brook. Long and sore had his journey been, By the dust that clung to his forest green, By the stains on his broidered moccasin ; And over his shoulder his rifle hung, And an empty horn at his girdle swung.
Page 39 - From the lofty elder-tree ! Through the calm and frosty air Of this morning bright and fair, Eddying round and round they sink Softly, slowly : one might think, From the motions that are made Every little leaf conveyed Sylph or...