The American Educational Readers: Fourth Reader : Arranged and Graded for the Use of Schools

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Ivison, Blakeman, Taylor, 1873 - 240 trang
 

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Trang 41 - My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy mother: For they shall be an ornament of grace unto thy head, and chains about thy neck.
Trang 164 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Trang xx - Truth crushed to earth, shall rise again The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Trang 164 - Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? They that tarry long at the wine ; they that go to seek mixed wine.
Trang 164 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep : So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Trang 224 - ... of its web, and taking no sustenance that I could perceive. At last, however, a large blue fly fell into the snare, and struggled hard to get loose. The spider gave it leave to entangle itself as much as possible, but it seemed to be too strong for the cobweb. I must own I was greatly surprised when I saw the spider immediately sally out, and in less than a minute weave a new net round its captive, by which the motion of its wings was stopped ; and when it was fairly hampered in this manner,...
Trang xix - Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
Trang 238 - Down the dell she tripped and through the glade, Peeped the squirrel from the hazel shade, And from out the tree Swung and leaped, and frolicked, void of fear, — While bold blackbird piped that all might hear — "Little Bell," piped he. Little Bell sat down amid the fern — "Squirrel, squirrel, to your task return — Bring me nuts,
Trang 202 - O'er the deep! o'er the deep! Where the whale and the shark and the sword-fish sleep — Outflying the blast and the driving rain...
Trang 164 - Go to the Ant, thou Sluggard, consider her ways, and be wise: which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.

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