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... at his forge . These oats are good and cheap . You must run on to the goal . The poor lark has not room to soar now . The pale moon shone across the flood . EXERCISE XVII . bound bow found now mound VOW house 16 CHAMBERS'S SPELLING - BOOK .
... at his forge . These oats are good and cheap . You must run on to the goal . The poor lark has not room to soar now . The pale moon shone across the flood . EXERCISE XVII . bound bow found now mound VOW house 16 CHAMBERS'S SPELLING - BOOK .
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... poor dog howls ? It took the thief by the throat down the road . an hour or more , I doubt . in the town ! Let us go not harm the poor fowl . We have now been here What a crowd there is across the mound . Do That will cost you a crown ...
... poor dog howls ? It took the thief by the throat down the road . an hour or more , I doubt . in the town ! Let us go not harm the poor fowl . We have now been here What a crowd there is across the mound . Do That will cost you a crown ...
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... when you are out . Did you save no more from the wreck ? The poor wretch wrings his hands . All men like those who are honest and humble . Put this wreath on her head . EXERCISE XXII . lamb jamb bomb limb comb climb tomb PART I. 21.
... when you are out . Did you save no more from the wreck ? The poor wretch wrings his hands . All men like those who are honest and humble . Put this wreath on her head . EXERCISE XXII . lamb jamb bomb limb comb climb tomb PART I. 21.
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... poor man a groat ; that was a fine trait in him . How have you . hurt your limb , John ? They have sent a strong corps to guard the sluice . Try the wall with the plumb - line . EXERCISE XXIII . aught eight caught freight fraught weight ...
... poor man a groat ; that was a fine trait in him . How have you . hurt your limb , John ? They have sent a strong corps to guard the sluice . Try the wall with the plumb - line . EXERCISE XXIII . aught eight caught freight fraught weight ...
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... poor man that had one ewe lamb . The yew - tree is often planted in churchyards . There is water in the ewer , if you wish to wash your hands . He would fain have gone , but he dared not . On entering the sacred fane , he tried to feign ...
... poor man that had one ewe lamb . The yew - tree is often planted in churchyards . There is water in the ewer , if you wish to wash your hands . He would fain have gone , but he dared not . On entering the sacred fane , he tried to feign ...
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Page 174 - 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, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Page 161 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Page 167 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Page 163 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand!
Page 176 - Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this wide universe.
Page 150 - He that riseth late must trot all Day, and shall scarce overtake his Business at Night; while Laziness travels so slowly, that Poverty soon overtakes him...
Page 171 - The grand transition, that there lives and works A soul in all things, and that soul is God.
Page 150 - Lost Time is never found again; and what we call Time enough, always proves little enough: Let us then up and be doing, and doing to the Purpose; so by Diligence shall we do more with less Perplexity. Sloth makes all Things difficult, but Industry all easy...
Page 176 - E'er wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile...
Page 171 - Nothing can be more imposing than the magnificence of English park scenery. Vast lawns that extend like sheets of vivid green, with here and there clumps of gigantic trees, heaping up rich piles of foliage: the solemn pomp of groves and woodland glades, with the deer trooping in silent herds across them...