Swinton's Supplementary Readers, Volume 4William Swinton, George Rhett Cathcart Ivison, Blakeman, Taylor and Company, 1880 - Readers |
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... face Enchantment's veil withdraws , What lovely visions yield their place To cold material laws ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . When o ...
... face Enchantment's veil withdraws , What lovely visions yield their place To cold material laws ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . When o ...
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... faces together and also inclining forwards ; then the four branches of the leafstalk , which were outspread like the rays of a fan , approach each other ; at the same time the main leafstalk turns downward , bending at its joint with ...
... faces together and also inclining forwards ; then the four branches of the leafstalk , which were outspread like the rays of a fan , approach each other ; at the same time the main leafstalk turns downward , bending at its joint with ...
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... of green stalks peeping forth , we amused ourselves with imagining them the plumes or other head - gear of fairies , and wondered what faces might ensue ; and from this exercise of the fancy , we fell 54 A FLOWER FOR THE WINDOW .
... of green stalks peeping forth , we amused ourselves with imagining them the plumes or other head - gear of fairies , and wondered what faces might ensue ; and from this exercise of the fancy , we fell 54 A FLOWER FOR THE WINDOW .
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... as the Wilson , while it is much more palatable . 6. The great trouble with the Wilson , as everybody knows , is its rank acidity . When it first comes , it is diffi- cult to eat it without making faces . But wait STRAWBERRIES . 61.
... as the Wilson , while it is much more palatable . 6. The great trouble with the Wilson , as everybody knows , is its rank acidity . When it first comes , it is diffi- cult to eat it without making faces . But wait STRAWBERRIES . 61.
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William Swinton, George Rhett Cathcart. cult to eat it without making faces . But wait till toward the end of the season , after the plant gets over its hurry and takes time to ripen its fruit . Out of its crabbedness and spitefulness ...
William Swinton, George Rhett Cathcart. cult to eat it without making faces . But wait till toward the end of the season , after the plant gets over its hurry and takes time to ripen its fruit . Out of its crabbedness and spitefulness ...
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Popular passages
Page 267 - There is a Power whose care teaches thy way along that pathless coast, the desert and illimitable air — lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, at that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, though the dark night is near.
Page 299 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 256 - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 320 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Page 16 - IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the redbird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Page 266 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 14 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 13 - THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes...
Page 14 - A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to...
Page 113 - 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?