The Boy's Country-book: Being the Real Life of a Country Boy, Written by Himself ; Exhibiting All the Amusements, Pleasures, and Pursuits of Children in the Country

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William Howitt
A.W. Bennett, 1863 - 356 pages
 

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Page 62 - If a bird's nest chance to be before thee in the way in any tree, or on the ground, whether they be young ones, or eggs, and the dam sitting upon the young, or upon the eggs, thou shalt not take the dam with the young...
Page 355 - There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for one star differeth from another star in glory. So also is the resurrection of the dead.
Page 171 - And tossed the colts' manes all about their brows, Till, offended at such a familiar salute, They all turned their backs, and stood sullenly mute. So on it went, capering and playing its pranks ; Whistling with reeds on the broad river's banks ; Puffing the birds as they sat on the spray, Or the traveller grave on the king's highway. It was not too nice to hustle the bags Of the beggar, and flutter his dirty rags ; 'Twas so bold that it feared not to play its joke With the doctor's wig, or the gentleman's...
Page 172 - Then away went the wind in its holiday glee, And now it was far on the* billowy sea, And the lordly ships felt its staggering blow, And the little boats darted to and fro. But lo ! it was night, and it sank to rest On the sea-bird's rock, in the gleaming west, Laughing to think, in its fearful fun, How little of mischief it had done.
Page 172 - Twas so bold that it feared not to play its joke With the doctor's wig or the gentleman's cloak. Through the forest it roared and cried gaily, " Now You sturdy old oaks, I '11 make you bow; " And it made them bow without more ado, Or it cracked their great branches through and through.
Page 52 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 172 - There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps; The turkeys they gobbled, the geese screamed aloud, And the hens crept to roost in a terrified crowd; There was rearing of ladders, and logs laying on Where the thatch from the roof threatened soon to be gone. But the wind had passed on, and had met in a lane With a schoolboy, who panted and struggled in vain; For it tossed him and twirled him, then passed, and he stood With his hat in a pool...
Page 172 - Striking their inmates 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...
Page 171 - The wind one morning sprang up from sleep, Saying, " Now for a frolic ! Now for a leap ! Now for a madcap, galloping chase ! I'll make a commotion in every place...
Page 13 - I have been reading, within the last few days, a book just published in this town, written by our excellent friend Mr. Prentice. It is a book which every man in Manchester ought to read and it would be well if every man in the country would read it ; and I am sure I feel under obligation to him, and I believe other generations will, for the light he has thrown upon the progress of opinion in this great community.

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