The Fourth Reader of the School and Family SeriesHarper & Brothers, 1863 - 360 pages |
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Absalom acid gas animal Baltimore Oriole beautiful birds birds of prey blood body bones branches breathing bright buds called carbonic acid cells chyle chyme Cleon color common cuckoo cuticle eagle earth falling inflection father feet fibres flowers force forest Frank fulcrum give gravity green ground grow hand heard heart heaven house we live inches inflection John kind labor leaf leaves LESSON lever light live Lord lungs matter Maynard mother motion move muscles N. P. WILLIS Nature nest night nourishment o'er ostrich oxygen particles pass pistil plants plumage portion pounds rest right auricle rising inflection roots screw seeds seen sepals side skin sleep song species stamens stem stomach swallow sweet tell thee thing thou tion tree unto vegetable veins voice weight wheel wild wind wings wood Zimri
Popular passages
Page 322 - Then the Master, With a gesture of command, Waved his hand; And at the word, Loud and sudden there was heard, All around them and below, The sound of hammers, blow on blow, Knocking away the shores and spurs. And see! she stirs! She starts,— she moves,— she seems to feel The thrill of life along her keel, And, spurning with her foot the ground, With one exulting, joyous bound, She leaps into the ocean's arms!
Page 333 - And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Page 337 - And God heard the voice of the lad ; and the angel of God called to Hagar out of heaven, and said unto her, What aileth thee, Hagar ? fear not ; for God hath heard the voice of the lad where he is. Arise, lift up the lad, and hold him in thine hand ; for I will make him a great nation.
Page 274 - Gladness grew in me upon the discovery of so delightful a scene. I wished for the wings of an eagle, that I might fly away to those happy seats ; but the genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. The islands...
Page 244 - I THOUGHT to pass away before, and yet alive I am ; And in the fields all round I hear the bleating of the lamb. How sadly, I remember, rose the morning of the year ! To die before the snowdrop came, and now the violet's here.
Page 272 - I see multitudes of people passing over it," said I, " and a black cloud hanging on each end of it.' As I looked more attentively, I saw several of the passengers dropping through the bridge into the great tide that flowed underneath it ; and, upon...
Page 259 - Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Page 351 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Page 162 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 173 - Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?