Fourth Grade Read Aloud Banquet

The Splendor Falls

The splendor falls on castle walls
And snowy summits old in story:
The long light shakes across the lakes
And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes dying, dying, dying.

O hark, O hear! how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going!
O sweet and far from cliff and scar
The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying,
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes dying, dying, dying.

O love they die in yon rich sky,
They faint on hill or field, or river:
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow forever and forever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 50	Seasonal Story	Victoria—When Bread Was Dear from Our Island Story by H. E. Marshall	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	The Empire at Its Height from The Struggle for Sea Power by M. B. Synge	How Little Gluck Prospered from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Across the Lake by Lisa M. Ripperton	Seasonal Story
	Seasonal Story	A Chapter of Things To Hear This Fall from The Fall of the Year by Dallas Lore Sharp	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	The Carpenters from Will o' the Wasps by Margaret Warner Morley	How a Tremendous Battle Took Place and Who Won It from The Rose and the Ring by William Makepeace Thackeray
	While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night by Nahum Tate	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	An Ancient Christmas Carol, Anonymous
Week 51	Seasonal Story	Victoria—Peace from Our Island Story by H. E. Marshall	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	The Shannon and the Chesapeake from The Struggle for Sea Power by M. B. Synge	The Worker in Sandalwood from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Upon the Rock by Lisa M. Ripperton	Seasonal Story
	Seasonal Story	Honk, Honk, Honk! from The Fall of the Year by Dallas Lore Sharp	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Winter Wasps from Will o' the Wasps by Margaret Warner Morley	How They All Journeyed Back to the Capital from The Rose and the Ring by William Makepeace Thackeray
		Seasonal Poem	Winter by Alfred Lord Tennyson	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	A Christmas Carol by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Week 52	Seasonal Story	Victoria—War from Our Island Story by H. E. Marshall	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Napoleon's Retreat from Moscow from The Struggle for Sea Power by M. B. Synge	The Little Match-Girl from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Across the Lake by Lisa M. Ripperton	Seasonal Story
	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	Seasonal Story	And Now We Come to the Last Scene in the Pantomime from The Rose and the Ring by William Makepeace Thackeray Summary from The Rose and the Ring by William Makepeace Thackeray
		Seasonal Poem	The Death of the Old Year by Alfred Lord Tennyson	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	Seasonal Poem	An Old Christmas Carol, Anonymous
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The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter

The Rose and the Butterfly

A Butterfly once fell in love with a beautiful Rose. The Rose was not indifferent, for the Butterfly's wings were powdered in a charming pattern of gold and silver. And so, when he fluttered near and told how he loved her, she blushed rosily and said yes. After much pretty love-making and many whispered vows of constancy, the Butterfly took a tender leave of his sweetheart.

The Rose and the Butterfly

But alas! It was a long time before he came back to her.

"Is this your constancy?" she exclaimed tearfully. "It is ages since you went away, and all the time, you have been carrying on with all sorts of flowers. I saw you kiss Miss Geranium, and you fluttered around Miss Mignonette until Honey Bee chased you away. I wish he had stung you!"

"Constancy!" laughed the Butterfly. "I had no sooner left you than I saw Zephyr kissing you. You carried on scandalously with Mr. Bumble Bee and you made eyes at every single Bug you could see. You can't expect any constancy from me!"

Do not expect constancy in others if you have none yourself.