How to Teach Reading in the Public SchoolsScott, Foresman, 1908 - 312 páginas |
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... step in his progress he must make use of the ability acquired through the reading lesson . The work of the teacher of reading is , therefore , one of the most im- portant in the whole educational system , and a generous recognition of ...
... step in his progress he must make use of the ability acquired through the reading lesson . The work of the teacher of reading is , therefore , one of the most im- portant in the whole educational system , and a generous recognition of ...
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... step in the right direction , but it must be acknowledged that the average result does not seem to justify the method . And the chief reasons for this are two : first , for one cause or another the finer shades of meaning too often ...
... step in the right direction , but it must be acknowledged that the average result does not seem to justify the method . And the chief reasons for this are two : first , for one cause or another the finer shades of meaning too often ...
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... step to true oral expression . Most readers , like good - natured cows , Keep browsing and forever browse ; If a fair flower come in their way They take it , too , nor ask , " What , pray ! " Like other fodder it is food , And for the ...
... step to true oral expression . Most readers , like good - natured cows , Keep browsing and forever browse ; If a fair flower come in their way They take it , too , nor ask , " What , pray ! " Like other fodder it is food , And for the ...
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... step over the threshold . Before a quarter pole was pass'd , Old Hiram said , " He's going fast . " Long ere the quarter was a half , The chuckling crowd had ceased to laugh ; Tighter his frightened jockey clung As in a mighty stride he ...
... step over the threshold . Before a quarter pole was pass'd , Old Hiram said , " He's going fast . " Long ere the quarter was a half , The chuckling crowd had ceased to laugh ; Tighter his frightened jockey clung As in a mighty stride he ...
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... step . Give me that pencil ; it's mine . Leave the room , sir . One , two , three , fire . Back ! beardless boy ! Back ! minion ! Holdst thou thus at naught The lesson I so lately taught ? Man , who art thou who dost deny my words ? But ...
... step . Give me that pencil ; it's mine . Leave the room , sir . One , two , three , fire . Back ! beardless boy ! Back ! minion ! Holdst thou thus at naught The lesson I so lately taught ? Man , who art thou who dost deny my words ? But ...
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Abruzzo atmosphere bear in mind Brutus called Cassius central idea CHAPTER child circumflex clause climax comma contrast Discuss drills emotion emphasis examples extract eyes falling inflection fast father fear feeling force give grouping hand hath hear heard heart heaven honor Horatius IAGO illustration imagination imitation Julius Caesar King King Lear Lars Porsena lines Lochinvar look Lord loud MACBETH manifest meaning melody mental Merchant of Venice method momentary completeness movement never passage pause phrase picture pitch poem Pompey principle punctuation pupil reader reading aloud reading lesson result rhythm rising inflection Rome Rustum selection senseless things sentence SHYLOCK slow Sohrab Song of Hiawatha spake speak speaker speech spirit Stanza stress student sympathy teacher teaching tell thee thou thought Tiber tion Titinius TUBAL utterance vocal expression voice whole words
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Página 50 - Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon. Let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide; Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Página 286 - BRU. You say you are a better soldier : Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. CAS. You wrong me every way ; you wrong me, Brutus ; I said an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, " better
Página 210 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Página 189 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 98 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 180 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great •world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Página 179 - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approved good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true ; true, I have married her : The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Página 106 - I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
Página 255 - The bride kissed the goblet; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,— "Now tread we a measure!
Página 94 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont, Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up.