Talks to MothersHoughton Mifflin, 1920 - 389 من الصفحات |
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Alice Barber Stephens Altkirch artist asked baby beautiful begin bird bluebell bread brothers called chil child childhood Children's Hour Christina G Christmas color coöperation Curlyhead desire dolls door dreams dren eyes father feeling flowers friends Froebel gained garden Gauvain give grow habit hands happy happy day hear heart Hugh Walpole interest Kate Douglas Wiggin keep kindergarten lessons Lisa listen Little Black Sambo little boy little girl little Princess live look LUCY WHEELOCK morning never night painted Pat-a-cake picture pigeons plant playthings remember rhymes sang Sartor Resartus Seppli sing song Stanzeli story talk teach teacher tell things thought Thrift tion to-day told toys tree true twice-told tales voice walk watch wise wish woman wonderful words
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الصفحة 135 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
الصفحة 100 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
الصفحة 204 - I won't count this time!' Well, he may not count it, and a kind heaven may not count it; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve-cells and fibers the molecules are counting it, registering and storing it up to be used against him when the next temptation comes.
الصفحة 245 - Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord ? or who shall stand in his holy place ? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
الصفحة 312 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? They will not keep you standing...
الصفحة 319 - That this may be a sign among you, that when your children ask their fathers in time to come, saying, What mean ye by these stones?
الصفحة 346 - Thou must bleed for me. Therefore the poet brings his poem; the shepherd his lamb; the farmer, corn; the miner, a gem ; the sailor, coral and shells ; the painter, his picture ; the girl, a handkerchief of her own sewing.
الصفحة 20 - In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
الصفحة 115 - Joseph dreamed a dream, and he told it to his brethren : and they hated him yet the more. And he said unto them, Hear, I pray you, this dream which I have dreamed: for, behold, we were binding sheaves in the field, and, lo, my sheaf arose, and also stood upright; and, behold, your sheaves came round about, and made obeisance to my sheaf.