The New National Spelling Book, and Pronouncing Tutor: On an Improved Plan : Exhibiting the Precise Sound of Each Syllable in Every Word, According to the Most Approved Principles of English Orthoepy, with Progressive Reading Lessons, Designed for the Use of Schools in the United States

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Hogan & Thompson, 1835 - 152 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 168 - Monosyllables, and words accented on the last syllable, ending with a single consonant preceded by a single vowel, double that consonant, when they take another syllable beginning with a vowel...
Sayfa 138 - O, yes, mamma ! how very gay Its wings of starry gold ! And see ! it lightly flies away Beyond my gentle hold. 0, mother, now I know full well, If God that worm can change, And draw it from this broken cell, On golden wings to range, — How beautiful will brother be, When God shall give him wings, Above this dying world to flee, And live with heavenly things !
Sayfa 106 - THE DOG AND THE WOLF. A LEAN, hungry, half-starved wolf, happened one moon-shiny night to meet with a jolly, plump, well-fed mastiff; and after the first compliments were passed, says the wolf, " You look extremely well ; I protest I think I never saw a more graceful comely person : but how comes it about, I beseech you, that you should live so much better than I ? I may say, without vanity, that I venture fifty times more than you do, and yet I am almost ready to perish with hunger.
Sayfa 134 - ... the cattle of the field fly, and the wild beasts of the desert hide themselves, for he is very terrible.
Sayfa 141 - Take up a handful of sand; number the grains of it; tell them one by one into your lap. Try if you can count the blades of grass in the field, or the leaves on the trees. You cannot count them, they are innumerable; much more the things which God has made. The fir groweth on the high mountain, and the grey willow bends above the stream.
Sayfa 137 - MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. " My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hushed me — he is dead. " They say that he again will rise, More beautiful than now ; That God will bless him in the skies — O, mother, tell me how...
Sayfa 134 - The sun is glorious; but HE that made the sun is more glorious than he. The eye beholdeth HIM not, for his brightness is more dazzling than we could bear.
Sayfa 13 - A, a; B, b; C, c ; D, d; E, e ; F, f; G, g; H, h; I, i; J, j; K, k ; L, 1; M, m ; N, n ; O, o...
Sayfa 94 - O how lovely does such a child appear in the eyes of every body! his parents doat on him. His relations glory in him. They are constantly praising him to their children, whom they beg to imitate him. They are often sending for him to visit them ; and receive him, when he comes, with as much joy as if he were a little angel, come to set pretty examples to their children.
Sayfa 95 - English cherry-tree, which he barked so terribly, that I don't believe the tree ever got the better of it. The next morning the old gentleman, finding out what had befallen his tree, which, by the...

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