Conversations on Common Things: Or Guide to Knowledge. With Questions. For the the Use of Schools and Families

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Munroe and Francis, 1832 - 288
 

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Strona 188 - Had cheered the village with his song, Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark, So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Strona 2 - Co. of the said district, have deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof they claim as proprietors, in the words following, to wit : " Tadeuskund, the Last King of the Lenape. An Historical Tale." In conformity to the Act of the Congress of the United States...
Strona 188 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the self-same power divine Taught you to sing, and me to shine; That you with music, I with light, Might beautify and cheer the night.
Strona 273 - To provide for the punishment of counterfeiting the securities and current coin of the United States : To establish post-offices and post-roads : To promote the progress of science and useful arts, by securing for limited times to authors and inventors the exclusive...
Strona 277 - There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been, and shalt ever be, Till time is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She bore.
Strona 161 - To view the structure of this little work — A bird's nest. Mark it well ; within, without — No tool had he that wrought, no knife to cut. No nail to fix, no bodkin to insert, No glue to join ; his little beak was all — And yet how neatly finished ! What nice hand, With every implement and means of art, And twenty years...
Strona 277 - No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave To welter in his living grave ; With hearts unbent and spirits brave, They sternly bore Such toils as meaner souls had quelled; But souls like these such toils impelled To soar.
Strona 276 - HAIL to the land whereon we tread. Our fondest boast ; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave To welter in his living grave ; — With hearts unbent...
Strona 188 - The songster heard his short oration, And warbling out his approbation, Released him, as my story tells, And found a supper somewhere else. Hence jarring sectaries may learn Their real interest to discern ; That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other ; But sing and shine...
Strona 245 - O'er Arabia's desert sands The patient Camel walks : 'Mid lonely caves and rocky lands The fell Hyena stalks. On her cool and shady hills, Coffee shrubs, and tam'rinds grow ; Headlong fall the welcome rills Down the fruitful dells below.

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