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... Field , Mary Wilson , The Kite , ... The Mocking Bird , Sagacity of Ants , Against Idleness , A Cradle Hymn , ... :: ... : : The Little Girl to her Pet Lamb , The Bee and the Flowers , The Shadows , To the Lady - Bird , A Kiss for a ...
... Field , Mary Wilson , The Kite , ... The Mocking Bird , Sagacity of Ants , Against Idleness , A Cradle Hymn , ... :: ... : : The Little Girl to her Pet Lamb , The Bee and the Flowers , The Shadows , To the Lady - Bird , A Kiss for a ...
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... seemed to have no thought of fear , And planned their household cheerly . They fanned me with their busy wings , And buzzed about my head ; Never were such familiar things In field or forest bred AUNT MARIA'S SWALLOWS . 47.
... seemed to have no thought of fear , And planned their household cheerly . They fanned me with their busy wings , And buzzed about my head ; Never were such familiar things In field or forest bred AUNT MARIA'S SWALLOWS . 47.
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Tales. Never were such familiar things In field or forest bred . The father was a gentle bird , Right gracefully he wooed , And softer notes were never heard , Than to his mate he cooed . And , when their clay - built nest she lined , He ...
Tales. Never were such familiar things In field or forest bred . The father was a gentle bird , Right gracefully he wooed , And softer notes were never heard , Than to his mate he cooed . And , when their clay - built nest she lined , He ...
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... That , hid from sight , thou steal'st away Amid the ivy tree ? Go , silly owl , go sleep till morn Shall to the woods and fields return , Then wake , and sport like me . " Ah ! little boy , " the owl would THE OWL . 105.
... That , hid from sight , thou steal'st away Amid the ivy tree ? Go , silly owl , go sleep till morn Shall to the woods and fields return , Then wake , and sport like me . " Ah ! little boy , " the owl would THE OWL . 105.
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... our winter's honey is all to make , And our bread , for a long supply . And off we hie , to the hill and dell , To the field , to the meadow and bower , We love in the columbine's horn to dwell , To SONG OF THE BEES . 107 Song of the Bees,
... our winter's honey is all to make , And our bread , for a long supply . And off we hie , to the hill and dell , To the field , to the meadow and bower , We love in the columbine's horn to dwell , To SONG OF THE BEES . 107 Song of the Bees,
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Стр. 120 - Two of us in the church-yard lie, Beneath the church-yard tree." " You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the church-yard laid, Then ye are only five. " " Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied ; " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Стр. 162 - MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers.
Стр. 122 - So in the church-yard she was laid; And, when the grass was dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. "And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." "How many are you, then," said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Стр. 120 - Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.
Стр. 118 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Стр. 240 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Стр. 238 - Not there, not there, my child! Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, . And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things? Not there, not there, my child!
Стр. 168 - I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there; The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play, When they are angry, roar like lions for their prey.
Стр. 26 - LAMB MARY had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go.
Стр. 239 - Not there, not there, my child !" " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair— Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, Far beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, — It is there, it is there, my child !