Chambers's English readers, ed. by J.M.D. Meiklejohn, 4. könyvJohn Miller D. Meiklejohn 1879 |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 33 találatból.
25. oldal
... sing - song in reading the above poem . The sense accent ( or emphasis ) and the verse accent very frequently clash ; and the reader must give all his attention to the sense , and allow the verse to take care of itself . For example ...
... sing - song in reading the above poem . The sense accent ( or emphasis ) and the verse accent very frequently clash ; and the reader must give all his attention to the sense , and allow the verse to take care of itself . For example ...
43. oldal
... : And they mistake the ivy spray For leaves that come with budding spring , And wonder , in their search for play , Why birds delay to build and sing . 3. The mavis - thrush with wild delight , Upon FEBRUARY . 43 A Fine February Day J ...
... : And they mistake the ivy spray For leaves that come with budding spring , And wonder , in their search for play , Why birds delay to build and sing . 3. The mavis - thrush with wild delight , Upon FEBRUARY . 43 A Fine February Day J ...
44. oldal
... singing leaves her bed , As glad as happy thoughts can be ; While magpies chatter o'er her head , As jocund in the change as she : Her cows around the closes stray , Nor lingering wait the foddering boy , Tossing the molehills in their ...
... singing leaves her bed , As glad as happy thoughts can be ; While magpies chatter o'er her head , As jocund in the change as she : Her cows around the closes stray , Nor lingering wait the foddering boy , Tossing the molehills in their ...
45. oldal
... sing their songs to me . In bivouacs on the steep hill - side The huddling sheep in silence bide , The while the blackbird's carolling His promise of the budding spring ; And high the lark wings , blithe and gay , Bringing fresh ...
... sing their songs to me . In bivouacs on the steep hill - side The huddling sheep in silence bide , The while the blackbird's carolling His promise of the budding spring ; And high the lark wings , blithe and gay , Bringing fresh ...
60. oldal
... sing in the forest glade ; And still within each leafy nook , Where happy childhood careless played , The wild - flowers blossom ; and the brook Its pebbled bed still murmurs o'er , Just as it did in days of yore . 7. The magpie on the ...
... sing in the forest glade ; And still within each leafy nook , Where happy childhood careless played , The wild - flowers blossom ; and the brook Its pebbled bed still murmurs o'er , Just as it did in days of yore . 7. The magpie on the ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Add prefixes adjectives and verbs adverb animals Avoid the accent beautiful beaver birds Bou-Akas cadi called camel carried CAUTIONS FOR READING cold DICTATION.-Learn to write DIRECTIONS AND CAUTIONS elephant EXERCISES.-1 Explain the following eyes falconry father feed flowers following adjectives following heads following phrases following sentence following verbs following words Give the principal grain of corn grass green ground horse insects keep kind king King Lear Lapland Learn to spell leaves light live locust look month nest night nouns o'er Old English Parse every word partridges peregrine falcon pheasant Primmins QUESTIONS.-1 reindeer river Dee Roxburgh Castle sheep sheik shew short composition sing snow spell the following spider summer Tell thee thou thrush tiger trees trunk verbs and adjectives VERSE 2.-Line wild wind wings winter wolf wolves woods word.-Line Write a short write out section young
Népszerű szakaszok
149. oldal - We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing; The breeze comes whispering in our ear, That dandelions are blossoming near, That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing, That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by; And if the breeze kept the good news back.
148. oldal - We hear life murmur or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green ; The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice. And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace.
53. oldal - A WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
148. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays...
53. oldal - The good ship tight and free — The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we. There's tempest in yon horned moon, And lightning in yon cloud; And hark the music, mariners! The wind is piping loud; The wind is piping loud, my boys, The lightning flashes free — While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea.
150. oldal - Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward striving ; 'Tis as easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — 'T is the natural way of living.
149. oldal - Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back, with a ripply cheer, Into every bare inlet and creek and bay...
122. oldal - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
172. oldal - This tent is mine," said Yussouf, " but no more Than it is God's; come in and be at peace; Freely shalt thou partake of all my store As I of His who buildeth over these Our tents his glorious roof of night and day, And at whose door none ever yet heard Nay.
141. oldal - I love my wife, I love my friend, I love my children three; I owe no penny I cannot pay; I thank the river Dee, That turns the mill that grinds the corn That feeds my babes and me.