The Ohio Educational Monthly, Volume 56O.T. Corson, 1907 - Education |
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... Heart , Wm . McK . Vance 407 High School Athletic Association , The Ohio , George R. Eastman . 170 High School Fraternities , H. C. Sherman , 519 " House by the Side of the Road , A " Opinion by Commissioner Jones Relative to Election ...
... Heart , Wm . McK . Vance 407 High School Athletic Association , The Ohio , George R. Eastman . 170 High School Fraternities , H. C. Sherman , 519 " House by the Side of the Road , A " Opinion by Commissioner Jones Relative to Election ...
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... heart out , " and " there is times when the tears roll down my cheeks . " Then follows " The Old Swimmin ' Hole . " " Thoughts for the Discouraged Farmer " appeared a week later . " FROM THE HEART OUT . " Under this pen - name James ...
... heart out , " and " there is times when the tears roll down my cheeks . " Then follows " The Old Swimmin ' Hole . " " Thoughts for the Discouraged Farmer " appeared a week later . " FROM THE HEART OUT . " Under this pen - name James ...
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... heart , or he observes so closely that he is able to understand the child - mind from studying the action and speech . What a pleas- ure to meet Riley's children after knowing the impossible eight - years- old men and women of earlier ...
... heart , or he observes so closely that he is able to understand the child - mind from studying the action and speech . What a pleas- ure to meet Riley's children after knowing the impossible eight - years- old men and women of earlier ...
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... heart is melted . as by an old song - and all " as effortless as woodland nooks send violets up and paint them blue . " We are never aware of his art . We trust him as a faithful guide , and from doubt and care he leads us home , to the ...
... heart is melted . as by an old song - and all " as effortless as woodland nooks send violets up and paint them blue . " We are never aware of his art . We trust him as a faithful guide , and from doubt and care he leads us home , to the ...
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... heart , and brain To recko'nize ' at nothin's made in vain - ' At the Good Bein ' made the bees and birds And brutes first choice , and us folks afterwards ? " ( Concluded . ) After all , the remote end of per- sonal hygiene , physical ...
... heart , and brain To recko'nize ' at nothin's made in vain - ' At the Good Bein ' made the bees and birds And brutes first choice , and us folks afterwards ? " ( Concluded . ) After all , the remote end of per- sonal hygiene , physical ...
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Page 1 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old. Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Page 48 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Page 1 - The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go; For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last ! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forebore, And bade me creep past.
Page 555 - We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge, and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Page 559 - A fire-mist and a planet, A crystal and a cell, A jelly-fish and a saurian. And caves where the cave-men dwell: Then a sense of law and beauty. And a face turned from the clod, Some call it Evolution, And others call it God.
Page 581 - That man, I think, has had a liberal education who has been so trained in youth that his body is the ready servant of his will, and does with ease and pleasure all the work that, as a mechanism, it is capable of; whose intellect is a clear, cold, logic engine, with all its parts of equal strength, and in smooth working order; ready, like a steam engine, to be turned to any kind of work...
Page 105 - gainst time or fate, For, lo ! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face.
Page 575 - THE day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man, help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces, let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give us to go blithely on our business all this day, bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonoured, and grant us in the end the gift of sleep.
Page 621 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Page 1 - Fear death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm...