The shorter Globe readers, compiled and ed. by A.F. Murison. Standard 2-6, Kniha 2Alexander Falconer Murison 1884 |
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Aberdeen Grammar School Æsop animals autumn baker beautiful bough carry catch the rainbow Cerf changeling cherry clatter colour comes cranes and geese cuckoo's egg dance DANIEL DEFOE delight doll donkey drumming eyes F. T. PALGRAVE Fisher Boy garden girl grass green GREENWOOD TREE grey grind head hear hedge hop-picking hops horse Humming husbandman JOHN LYLY knee deep lace laugh leafy lets me ride lion Little white Lily look loves maiden MARY HOWITT moon morning Mother night nightingale picks Pitapat plough POOR donkey pretty Joey prey rill round singer snow soft sometimes song thrush spin straw spring spun standing stock-still stork straw into gold strong stupid Sussex spaniel sweet swot tail tell thick thing thought throw dough thrush singing tiger took Tortoise tree tune vá-ri-ous vowel weeping wheet winter Xury young cuckoo
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Strana 15 - UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home, They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam ; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.
Strana 60 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Strana 117 - A FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Strana 16 - He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.
Strana 88 - They have left their nests in the forest bough ; Those homes of delight they need not now ; And the young and the old they wander out, And traverse their green world round about : And hark ! at the top of this leafy hall, How one to the other they lovingly call ;
Strana 16 - By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare, They have planted thorn-trees For pleasure here and there. Is any man so daring As dig them up in spite, He shall find their sharpest thorns In his bed at night.
Strana 89 - Come up, come up, for the world is fair, Where the merry leaves dance in the summer air ! " And the birds below give back the cry, " We come, we come, to the branches high...
Strana 17 - In his bed. at night. Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together ; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather ! W.