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Excerpt from The Schoolmaster, and Other Poems Though ne'er a thought he gave to self But labored on alway. He was also very anxious That we should write and Spell, And read the papers every week, And cipher too, as well. We 'tended the' old log school house With other girls and boys. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from Redburn: Or the Schoolmaster of a Morning Canto I. Close where Tioga's hill-side fires Smoke, dull, above Owego's spires, On a sweet stream whose silvery tide Swells the broad Susquehannah's pride, So near the road that passers-by Hear the loud laugh ring merrily, Embrown'd and rotted by long years, Its front a district school-house rears: Here congregate a healthy flock, Stout scions of a sturdy stock Here the thwack'd dullard rubs his sconce, Here, ferule-smitten, roars the dunce, Here boy and girl sit side by side, And gallantry gives way to pride About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from The Little Red School-House: And Other Poems The boys tugging wood for the master, The roar of the old-fashioned stove As the door opened wide to receive it, And the figures portrayed up above, - On the ceiling, and far in the corner; Strange images, awkward and tall, Dancing recklessly upward and downward, Like the hull of a ship in a squall. Slam bang goes that door with a clatter, The stove flushes red - now it's white, And the urchins who came there a-shiver Are thrilled with great warmth and delight. And their faces wear hues like the lobster, While their garments in places are burned As brown as those buttermilk biscuits That were baked after grandmother churned. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from The Schoolmaster's Stories: For Boys and Girls Some years ago there was a party of forty or fifty boys who met at my house once a week, and to them I often told stories. They sat on the arms of my chair, hung themselves over the back of it, squatted by my feet on the floor, and leaned on one another's shoulders. I noticed that they were particularly eager for stories that had the smell of the frontier about them. I believe I have told in this book some of the very stories that used to amuse these good fellows, who got a great hold on my heart by listening to my stories and liking them. Dear boys I thought of dedicating the book to them, but they are all gone. Not dead I did not say that. But in five or six years every rascal of them has shot up into some thing like a young man. Some of them are raising little patches of faint-looking beard on their upper lips, and some of them are nearly six feet high. Think of dedicating a story book to sophomores, and store-clerks, and such like 1 It's a way boys have. Just when you think you've got a boy, he turns to a man. Boys and tadpoles are uncertain things. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from The Correspondence of Henrik Ibsen ON the 3lst of May 1880, Henrik Ibsen wrote to his publisher, Frederik Hegel, that he had begun a little book in which he intended to give some account of the outward and inward conditions under which each one of his works had come into being (letter It was to be called From Simian, to Rome, and was to give descriptions of his life at Skien and Grimstad, Bergen and Christiania, Dresden, Munich, and Rome. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from The Life of the Master: A Poem For some time past my mind has been led to contemplate the life and doctrines of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. So deeply was my mind impressed that I felt impelled to commit them to manuscript. My failing health and eyesight, during the time employed in writing these verses, seem to have been compensated by a stronger appreciation of the simplicity of the Savior's teachings - their adaptability to the human wants, and the sublime grandeur of His sufferings and death for the redemption of the human family. Dear Brother Jones: I return herewith the typewritten copy of your story in verse entitled, "The Life of the Master." I have read it with much interest and feel that it cannot fail to do good to all who read it; it is the old story beautifully retold. I trust the poem will be read by many. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from A Schoolmaster's Difficulties, Abroad and at Home On the other hand, it is trusted that those for whom these pages were written, will in some way profit by a few of the thoughts and suggestions contained therein. Directed by an abler and more experienced hand, they would have winged their way more swiftly and more home to the mark, than is likely to be now the case. Yet, if any benefit ao crues to the wilful, or the depressed; or if a better champion is drawn forth to their succour, - the present Essay will not have failed in its end. It has been long decided by grammarians that the masculine gender is more worthy than the feminine. If, in the present volume, advantage has been taken of this ungallant dogma, it is not from any disrespect to the female teachers of our schools, or by way of excepting them from its discussions, but merely to avoid the constant repetition of the same words. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from Pastor Agnorum: A Schoolmaster's Afterthoughts So you thought that summer morning. And so I have Often thought, in no holiday season, but on a working day among my scholars, when some incident of classroom or study or chapel has touched the heart with a sense of beauty in the life which has fallen to my lot. If I could but harvest the good, which hours of this life have let rest in my bosom for the moment harvest it, and make the store be bread to strengthen man's heart in all after hours! Well, can I not? You, my friend, are poet, and there is a rippling lyric of yours, in which the talk of that moorland river, and the shine on the cloud-bosoms, live on for me at least. You carried and stored the harvest of a quiet eye that morning. In such staider rhythms as I com mand, let me record a happy life-day passed in the school and garner, while I may, my harvest of a masters eye, the experience which has not been nought, the vision which, perhaps, is more. While I may. For since I passed the reins into that younger hand, and came away here to sit out the autumn evening among the dear hills whose breath is birthplace air to me, memory begins already to mellow the landscape of the working days, and in the aerial perspective lines and hues grow doubtful. But let me record it, as I might in letters to you, dear friend of mine, on the bank of Isis first. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.