The Smith-McMurry Language Series, Volume 1B.F. Johnson Publishing Company, 1919 |
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The Smith-McMurry Language Series: First Book (Classic Reprint) C. Alphonso Smith No preview available - 2018 |
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animal answer asked baby beautiful bees begin bird blue boat Bob White Bobwhite Brahman bumblebee called child Christmas Day classmates clovers Copy cried dandelion dark place deer describe dike dresses eyes farmer father flag flew flowers girl give Grace Darling grass green guess happy heard Hiawatha holidays Indian interesting JACK-O'-LANTERN Japanese holidays kind of letter king last lesson learned Little brown brother live Look Marie month moon morning mother nest Nokomis notebook Notice paragraph picture PLAYING THE STORY poem poet princess questions rabbit RAIN SONG Read red deer replied riddle ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON robin song squirrel stanza stars Story to Tell story-teller Study teacher tell a story TELLING THE STORY things tiger told W. D. HOWELLS WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS wind Wish Fairy Wishing Raccoon words that rime Write sentences Write the names
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Page 322 - I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 278 - It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see the elephant (Though all of them were blind), That each by observation Might satisfy his mind.
Page 341 - Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, 'Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser Wherein all plunged and perished, — Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he the manuscript...
Page 159 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them
Page 334 - Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, A flash of color beneath the sky: Hats off! The flag is passing by! Blue and crimson and white it shines, Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly; But more than the flag is passing by...
Page 346 - True worth is in being, not seeming — In doing each day that goes by Some little good — not in dreaming Of great things to do by and by. For whatever men say in their blindness, And spite of the fancies of youth, There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth.
Page 190 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills. You friendly Earth, how far do you go, With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?
Page 66 - I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass — O wind, a-blowing all day long!
Page 229 - 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.
Page 333 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!