Second, third and fourth year grades

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William Estabrook Chancellor
Macmillan, 1904
 

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Página 78 - Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November ; All the rest have thirty-one, Except the second month alone, Which has but twenty-eight, in fine, Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.
Página 80 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
Página 165 - True worth is in being, not seeming — In doing each day that goes by Some little good — not in dreaming Of great things to do by and by.
Página 104 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree; It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Página 132 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by their merry...
Página 166 - INTO the sunshine, Full of the light, Leaping and flashing From morn till night; Into the moonlight, Whiter than snow, Waving so flower-like When the winds blow; Into the starlight Rushing in spray, Happy at midnight, Happy by day; Ever in motion, Blithesome and cheery, Still climbing heavenward, Never aweary; Glad of all weathers, Still seeming best, Upward or downward, Motion thy rest; Full of a nature Nothing can tame, Changed every moment, Ever the same; Ceaseless aspiring, Ceaseless content,...
Página 56 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Página 52 - Over the river and through, the wood, To grandfather's house we go ; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow.
Página 140 - An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as when it stands.
Página 122 - He heaved a heavy sigh, And then began to eye his pipe, And then to pipe his eye. And then he tried to sing, "All's Well!" But could not, though he tried; His head was turned, — and so he chewed His pigtail till he died. His death, which happened in his berth, At forty-odd befell; They went and told the sexton, and The sexton tolled the bell.

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