Sadlier's Excelsior Third Reader: Containing Elocutionary Instruction and Graded Readings, with Full Notes and an Index Thereto

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W.H. Sadlier, 1886 - 240 pages

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Page 101 - We must keep on our work clothes, for our life is not done ; but your clothes are for holiday, because your tasks are over.' Just then, a little puff of wind came, and the leaf let go without thinking of it. and the wind took it up, and turned it over and over, and whirled it like a spark of fire in the air and...
Page 101 - The twig told it to the branch on which it grew, and the branch told it to the tree. And when the tree heard it, it rustled all over and sent back word to the leaf: " Do not be afraid; hold on tightly and you shall not go till you want to.
Page 165 - I can" is a worker; he tills the broad fields, And digs from the earth all the wealth which it yields; The hum of his spindles begins with the light, And the fires of his forges are blazing all night.
Page 167 - Caw, caw," on their way to bed. She said as she watched their curious flight, "Little black things! Good night! good night!
Page 62 - Now she entered the village street, With book in hand and face demure, And soon she came, with sober feet, To a crying babe at a cottage door.
Page 48 - Hush ! such a glory was not for thee ; But that care may still be thine ; For are there not little ones still to aid For the sake of the Child divine ? Are there no wandering Pilgrims now, To thy heart and thy home to take ? And are there no Mothers whose weary hearts You can comfort for Mary's sake...
Page 28 - I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut.
Page 62 - Well, a day is before me now ; Yet, what," thought she, " can I do, if I try ? If an angel of God would show me how! But silly am I, and the hours they fly.
Page 54 - That God would spare her sightless child. He felt her warm tears on his face, And said, " Oh, never weep for me : I'm going to a bright, bright place, Where...
Page 166 - A fair little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see ; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, "Dear work, good night, good night!

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