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Then she ordered her maid to fetch all three, and gave them to the doctor, and begged him to give them back to the soldiers; and the moment he had them safe he gave her a whole pear to eat, and the nose came right. And as for the doctor, he put on the cloak, wished the king and all his court a good day, and was soon with his two brothers, who lived from that time happily at home in their palace, except when they took airings in their coach with the three dapple-gray horses.
Spruce'ly (sproos'li), in neat and trim fashion. STUDY HELPS
What plan did the soldiers decide upon after they had lost all their magic gifts?
Tell of the second soldier's adventure with the apples.
What plan did he suggest to them for getting back the lost articles?
Tell how the old soldier managed the affair.
Amid a hedge, where the first leaves
Were peeping from their sheaths so shy, We saw four eggs within a nest,
And they were blue as the summer's sky.
An elder branch dipp'd in the brook;
We wondered why it moved, and found A silken-hair'd, smooth water rat
Nibbling and swimming round and round.
Where daisies open'd to the sun,
In a broad meadow, green and white, The lambs were racing eagerly
We never saw a prettier sight.
We saw upon the shady banks
Long rows of golden flowers shine, And first mistook for buttercups
The star-shaped yellow celandine.
Anemones and primroses,
And the blue violets of spring,
To hear a merry plowman sing.
And from the earth the plow turn'd up
There came a sweet refreshing smell, Such as the lily of the vale
Sends forth from many a woodland dell. We saw the yellow wallflower wave
Upon a moldering castle wall,
And then we watch'd the busy rooks
Among the ancient elm trees tall.
And leaning from the old stone bridge,
Below we saw our shadows lie,
The swift and fearless swallows fly.
We heard the speckle-breasted lark
As it sang somewhere out of sight,
Was fill'd with clouds of dazzling light.
We saw young rabbits near the wood,
And heard a pheasant's wing go “whir”;
From an old oak tree to a fir.
We came back by the village fields,
A pleasant walk it was across 'em,
The orchards red and white with blossom.
Were I to tell you all we saw,
I'm sure that it would take me hours;
With bees, and birds, and buds, and flowers.
Sheaths, coverings; cel'an dine (sěl'an din), a yellow-flowered plant; a něm'o ne, a kind of early spring flower; lily of the vāle, same as the lily of the valley; rõoks, black hoarse-voiced birds of the crow tribe; pheasant (fěz'ant), a kind of game bird.
At what time of year was this walk taken?
What is meant by the “first leaves peeping from their sheaths so shy"?
What did they see in the brook? in a broad meadow? upon the shady banks? while listening to a plowman? at the moldering castle? at the old stone bridge? near the wood? in the village fields?
Why are we not told all they saw?
Make a list of all the living things named, and tell what each was doing.
Make a list of all the flowers mentioned, with their colors.
Do you think these walkers saw more than people usually see when they take a walk? How do you explain it?
THE SUMMER SHOWER
THOMAS BUCHANAN READ
Before the stout harvesters falleth the grain,
But yonder aslant comes the silvery rain,
Adown the white highway like cavalry fleet,
The wild birds sit listening the drops round them beat; And the boy crouches close to the blackberry wall.
The swallows alone take the storm on their wing,
Like pebbles the rain breaks the face of the spring,
While a bubble darts up from each widening ring; And the boy in dismay hears the loud shower fall.
But soon are the harvesters tossing their sheaves;
And the rain-spattered urchin now gladly perceives
Loi'tērs, lingers, waits about; täunting, jeering at; dis māy', a sinking of the spirits; ûr'chin, a mischievous boy. STUDY HELPS
Picture the scene given in the first stanza.
Describe the coming of the shower, and tell its effects on the wild birds, the boy, the swallows, and the laborers.
Picture the scene when the shower had passed.
How many times is the boy mentioned? What is told of him on each occasion?
WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY
King Canute was weary hearted; he had reigned for years
a score, Battling, struggling, pushing, fighting, killing much and
robbing more; And he thought upon his actions, walking by the wild seashore.
'Twixt the Chancellor and Bishop walked the King with