Blackie's graded readers, ed. by M. Paterson, Part 4Maurice Paterson 1880 |
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Page 65 - Though she saw him there like a ball of light; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head — The violets...
Page 65 - Though she saw him there, like a ball of light; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head — The violets curtsied, and went to bed; And good little Lucy tied up her hair, And said, on her knees, her favourite prayer.
Page 92 - God might have made the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak tree and the cedar tree, Without a flower at all.
Page 12 - twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy, Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.
Page 73 - Look, dear mother, the flowers all lie Languidly under the bright blue sky. See, how slowly the streamlet glides ; Look, how the violet roguishly hides: Even the butterfly rests on the rose, And scarcely sips the sweets as he goes.
Page 93 - Our outward life requires them not Then wherefore had they birth To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth ; To comfort man — to whisper hope, Whene'er his faith is dim ; For who so careth for the flowers Will much more care for him...
Page 12 - I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what...
Page 72 - CHILD'S WISH IN JUNE. MOTHER, mother, the winds are at play, Prithee, let me be idle to-day. Look, dear mother, the flowers all lie Languidly under the bright blue sky. See, how slowly the streamlet glides; Look, how the violet roguishly hides; Even the butterfly rests on the rose, And scarcely sips the sweets as he goes. Poor Tray is asleep in the noon-day sun, And the flies go about him one by one; And pussy sits near with a sleepy grace, Without ever thinking of washing her face. There flies a...
Page 126 - Suddenly the poor animal set up a shrill howl, and threw himself out of the water. At first it was thought he had been seized with cramp ; but it was worse than that — a shark was after him ! " A shark ! a shark !" sounded from the boat to the ship. Bobby swam right and left, and dived and doubled, showing his teeth, and never allowing the shark time to turn on his back, without doing which the monster could not bite him.
Page 20 - Little by little," an acorn said, As it slowly sank in its mossy bed, "I am improving every day, Hidden deep in the earth away." Little by little, each day it grew; Little by little, it sipped the dew; Downward it sent out a thread-like root; Up in the air sprung a tiny shoot.