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... flower you see Like that of a pea , And we find that the pod's long and flat , The petals have got A dark orange spot , Like the back of a tortoise - shell cat . J. M. Heathcote . PART II . . 0 1 INFANT BOY . I 36 RECITATIONS FOR ...
... flower you see Like that of a pea , And we find that the pod's long and flat , The petals have got A dark orange spot , Like the back of a tortoise - shell cat . J. M. Heathcote . PART II . . 0 1 INFANT BOY . I 36 RECITATIONS FOR ...
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... FLOWERS . Brother , before we go to bed , Let's run to the meadow gate , And pull a bunch of cuckoo flowers ; To - morrow ' twill be too late . For John says he must mow the grass Before the sun is high . I wonder do the flowers know To ...
... FLOWERS . Brother , before we go to bed , Let's run to the meadow gate , And pull a bunch of cuckoo flowers ; To - morrow ' twill be too late . For John says he must mow the grass Before the sun is high . I wonder do the flowers know To ...
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... flowers together ; You'll only think of the fun . But I shall feel a little sad , For you know I always say That the glory of the year is gone When the flowers are cut away . When all the pleasant meadow - lands Are bare , and still ...
... flowers together ; You'll only think of the fun . But I shall feel a little sad , For you know I always say That the glory of the year is gone When the flowers are cut away . When all the pleasant meadow - lands Are bare , and still ...
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... flowers . Annie Keary . 14 THE BLIND BOY . The blind boy's been at play , mother , And many games we had , We led him on the way , mother , And every step was glad . But when we found a starry flower , And praised its varied hue , A ...
... flowers . Annie Keary . 14 THE BLIND BOY . The blind boy's been at play , mother , And many games we had , We led him on the way , mother , And every step was glad . But when we found a starry flower , And praised its varied hue , A ...
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... flowers . Oh , that poor sightless boy , mother , Has taught me I am blest , For I can look with joy , mother , On all I love the best . And when I see the dancing stream , And daisies red and white , I'll kneel upon the meadow - grass ...
... flowers . Oh , that poor sightless boy , mother , Has taught me I am blest , For I can look with joy , mother , On all I love the best . And when I see the dancing stream , And daisies red and white , I'll kneel upon the meadow - grass ...
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Bell Horses BOOK bye-bye child cloth boards coal-black hair crumpled horn cuckoo flowers dabbling dance ye FARRAN Fcap flowers full bound GRIFFITH house that Jack Humpty Illustrations Jack built Jenny Wren killed Cock Robin killed the rat kind sir KING ARTHUR kissed the maiden Large Text Short Lessons Little bird Little Bo-peep little boys little children Little lamb LITTLE MISS MUFFET Little white Lily maiden all forlorn malt mee-ow Merrily merry milked the cow mittens Moss mouse mustard pot NEEDLEWORK o'er OKEDEN OLD MOTHER HUBBARD Pease porridge pieman pipe play pretty maiden fair purr-r pussy cat rain red rosy cheeks Robin Redbreast rook Round and Small S. T. Coleridge says Simple Simon sing Small-hand song STANDARD tattered and torn teacher Text Short Words thee three little kittens Thumbkin TOM TUCKER tossed the dog twinkle WEST CORNER Who'll wind worried the cat
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Стр. 42 - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Стр. 57 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!
Стр. 45 - Boy's Song Where the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the mowers mow the cleanest, Where the hay lies thick and greenest, There to trace the homeward bee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Стр. 57 - Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life and bade thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little lamb, who made thee? Little lamb, I'll tell thee; Little lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called by thy name, For He calls himself a Lamb; He is meek and He is mild, He became a little child.
Стр. 37 - I have no name; I am but two days old." What shall I call thee? "I happy am, Joy is my name." Sweet joy befall thee! Pretty joy! Sweet joy but two days old.
Стр. 45 - SONG WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still. 'Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
Стр. 13 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Стр. 26 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Стр. 32 - I," said the Sparrow, "With my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin." Who saw him die? "I," said the Fly, "With my little eye, I saw him die.
Стр. 13 - Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.