An English spelling-book. To which are added first lessons in grammar [&c.].

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Page 62 - ALL THINGS BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL." 7-6. i things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Page 68 - Not in the least," replied the pendulum; " it is not of six strokes that I complain, nor of sixty, but of millions." *'" Very good," replied the dial; " but recollect, that though you may think of a million strokes in an instant, you are required to execute but one; and that, however often you may hereafter have to swing, a moment will always be given you to swing in.
Page 65 - I thank the good-ness and the grace Which on my birth have smiled, And made me, in these Chris-tian days, A hap-py Eng-lish child.
Page 103 - My Mother, Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well ? My Mother. Who taught my infant lips to pray, And love GOD'S holy book and day, And walk in wisdom's pleasant way ? My mother.
Page 68 - Upon this, the weights, who had never been accused of light conduct, used all their influence in urging him to proceed; when, as with one consent, the wheels began to turn, the hands began to move, the pendulum began to...
Page 66 - AN old clock that had stood for fifty years in a farmer's kitchen, without giving its owner any cause of complaint, early one summer's morning, before the family was stirring, suddenly stopped. Upon this, the...
Page 106 - WHO is this that comes from the south,• thinly clad in a light transparent garment ? her breath is hot and sultry ; she seeks the refreshment of the cool shade ; she seeks the clear streams, the crystal brooks, to bathe her languid limbs. The brooks and rivulets fly from her, and are dried up at her approach . She cools her parched lips with berries, and the grateful acid of fruits ; the seedy melon, the sharp apple, and the red pulp of the juicy cherry, which are poured out plentifully around...
Page 65 - Days, months, and years, must have an end, Eternity has none : 'Twill always have as long to spend, As when it first begun.
Page 121 - Dry Measure 2 pints 1 quart 8 quarts 1 peck 4 pecks 1 bushel...
Page 65 - I was not born as thousands are, Where GOD was never known ; And taught to pray a useless prayer To blocks of wood and stone. I was not born a little slave, To labour in the sun, And wish I were but in the grave, And all my labour done.

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