The book First book of Poetry for Elementary Schools was written by author Cook, F. C. (Frederic Charles), 1810-1889 Here you can read free online of First book of Poetry for Elementary Schools book, rate and share your impressions in comments. If you don't know what to write, just answer the question: Why is First book of Poetry for Elementary Schools a good or bad book?
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And save him from a fall. Whatever she meant, this truth divine Is legible and plain, — *Tis powV almightv bids him shine, Nor bids him shine in vain. Yeproud and wealthy, let this theme l«ach humbler thoughts to you, Since such a reptile has its gem . And boasts its splendour too. COWPBE. THE HORNED OWL. In the hollow tree, in the old grey tower, The spectrd: owl doth dwell ; Dull, nated, despised in the sunshine hour. But at dusk he *s abroad and well. Not a bird of the fbrest e'er mates with... him ; All mock him outright by day ; But at night, when the woods grow still and dim, The boldest will shrink away. O when the nisht falls, and roosts the fowl. Then, then is Sie reign of the homed owl I And the owl hath a bride who is fond and bold, And loveth the wood*s deep gloom ; And, with eyes like the shme of the moon-stone cold. She awaiteth her ghastly groom. d by Google ELEMEIiTABT SCHOOLS. 45 Not a feather she moves, nor. a c$urol she sings, As she waits in her tree so still ; But when her heart heareth his flapping wings She hoots out her welcome shrill I O when the moon shines, and dogs do howl, Then, then is the joy of the homed owl I Mourn not for the owl, nor his gloomy plight I The owl hath his share of good ; If a prisoner he be in the broad day-light, He is lord in the dark green wood.
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