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... belong to the carnivorous or flesh - eating animals . In countries where wolves abound , they are constantly hunted , and become very cautious in their movements , seldom making their appearance in the day - time . When one of these ...
... belong to the carnivorous or flesh - eating animals . In countries where wolves abound , they are constantly hunted , and become very cautious in their movements , seldom making their appearance in the day - time . When one of these ...
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... belong to Britain . The Azores lie 800 miles west , and the Madeira Isles ( principal St. Michael ) 660 miles south - west of Portugal , to which country both groups belong . Malta , Crete , Sicily- islands in the Mediterranean Sea ...
... belong to Britain . The Azores lie 800 miles west , and the Madeira Isles ( principal St. Michael ) 660 miles south - west of Portugal , to which country both groups belong . Malta , Crete , Sicily- islands in the Mediterranean Sea ...
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... belong ? What sort of a land is it ? Describe its condition in winter and in summer . What is said of the vegetation of the island ? How do the inhabitants ob- tain fuel ? What is the Gulf Stream ? What is the chief food of the people ...
... belong ? What sort of a land is it ? Describe its condition in winter and in summer . What is said of the vegetation of the island ? How do the inhabitants ob- tain fuel ? What is the Gulf Stream ? What is the chief food of the people ...
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... belong to the class of insects ; and their surpassing beauty and elegance entitle them to rank as princes in their own world . Look at this swallow - tail's wing . Can anything be more beautiful than the delicate pencillings with which ...
... belong to the class of insects ; and their surpassing beauty and elegance entitle them to rank as princes in their own world . Look at this swallow - tail's wing . Can anything be more beautiful than the delicate pencillings with which ...
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... belong to the same order of insects : the antennæ of moths taper regularly to a point , while those of the butterfly have a knob at the tip . Lar'va ( Latin , a mask : pl . larvæ ) —a caterpillar . In this state the true or perfect form ...
... belong to the same order of insects : the antennæ of moths taper regularly to a point , while those of the butterfly have a knob at the tip . Lar'va ( Latin , a mask : pl . larvæ ) —a caterpillar . In this state the true or perfect form ...
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Africa animal army arrow Austrian Azores battle BATTLE OF OTTERBURN birds boat body brave breathe bright butterfly called Canute carbonic acid cloud colour Columbus consonant crew danger dark death DICTATION diphthongs Douglas earth England English Exceptions.-1 eyes Farne Islands father feet fell fire Fitz-Stephen floating formed by adding fruit GEORGE STEPHENSON Gessler Geyser Grace Darling green heard heart heat heavens hippopotamus horse Iceland insects island Ivy green king Lake of Lucerne land lesson light lion live Morgarten mountain native night noble Norman o'er ocean passed peace plant prince QUESTIONS Ring rocks round rushed sail sailors Scotland seen shine shore sing soldiers soon sound South Africa Spell adjectives formed spider stars storm streams Tell thermometer toil traveller trees Uranus vessel vowel wanderer waves White Ship wild wind wings Words ending
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 134 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Seite 99 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, Witn many a silvery water-break Above the golden gravel, — And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But I go on for ever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers, I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers.
Seite 180 - My days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old : My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe ; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedew'd With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Seite 173 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Seite 179 - ... island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.
Seite 58 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world : Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
Seite 153 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering but not lost.
Seite 52 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Seite 27 - But still as wilder blew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, 'Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Seite 172 - ... queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.