John Heywood's Manchester readers. [With] Key, pt.1,2. Primer, Bog 2 |
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Side 18 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene." "Why 'twas a very wicked thing!" Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory.
Side 17 - twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by. They burned his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly : So with his wife and child he fled ; Nor had he where to rest his head.
Side 18 - They say, it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun ! — But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. " Great praise the Duke of Marlborough won, And our good prince Eugene." " Why, 'twas a very wicked thing ! " Said little Wilhelmine. " Nay — Nay — my little girl...
Side 116 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Side 16 - Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, • ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Side 16 - IT wAS a summer evening; Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found. That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man...
Side 17 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, who stood expectant by; and then the old man shook his head, and with a natural sigh, "Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "who fell in the great victory.
Side 113 - O, green was the corn as I rode on my way, And bright were the dews on the blossoms of May, And dark was the sycamore's shade to behold, And the oak's tender leaf was of emerald and gold.
Side 116 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Side 49 - And it made them bow without more ado, Or it cracked their great branches through and through. Then it rushed like a monster on cottage and farm, Striking their dwellers with sudden alarm ; And they ran out like bees in a Midsummer swarm ; There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps...