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Title: The Bookshelf for boys and girls Little Journeys into Bookland
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: University Society, New York
Subjects: Children's literature Children's encyclopedias and dictionaries Literature Encyclopedias and dictionaries
Publisher: New York : University Society
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University-Idaho

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n power Cicero wassafe, but after Caesars death Ciceros enemiesgot after him and he had to fly to Greece. Whenhe tried to return to Italy he was taken by his ene-mies and beheaded. His hands and tongue werebrought to Rome and nailed up in a public place. With the exception of Demosthenes, the Greekorator, Cicero was the greatest orator that everlived. Fifty-seven of his speeches have comedown to us, and from them we can easily under-stand how they must have charmed the peoplewho heard them. But Cicero is not only famous for his speeches.He also wrote many discourses on various sub-jects, which are nearest like essays of any writ-ings that the ancient world can show; and all ofthem are written in the same beautiful style ashis speeches. Many of these discourses, such asthose on Friendship and Oratory, are verywidely read even now. And Cicero is equallyfamous for his letters. There are in all eighthundred of them, and they give us a completepicture of men and things at Rome in his time.
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DIANA.JOVE. ROMAN DIVINITIES. MARS.JUNO. POEMS FOR CHILDREN OF ALL AGES PART II COME, LITTLE LEAVESBy George Cooper Come, little leaves, said the wind one day. Come over the meadows with me and play;Put on your dresses of red and gold,For summer is gone and the days grow cold. Soon as the leaves heard the winds loud call,Down they came fluttering, one and all;Over the brown fields they danced and flew,Singing the sweet little song they knew. Cricket, good-by, we ve been friends so long;Little brook, sing us your farewell song;Say you are sorry to see us go;Ah, you will miss us, right well we know. Dear little lambs in your fleecy fold,Mother will keep you from harm and cold;Fondly we watched you in vale and glade;Say, will you dream of our loving shade ? Dancing and whirling, the little leaves went,Winter had called them, and they were contentSoon, fast asleep in their earthy beds,The snow laid a coverlid over their heads. ONE, TWO One, two,Buckle my shoe; Three, four,Knock at the doo

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