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... is almost the only art which can never be equally well mastered in later years . The compiler is not aware of having used any copyright pieces in the volume ; if she has unwittingly done so , she trusts that the usefulness of the ...
... is almost the only art which can never be equally well mastered in later years . The compiler is not aware of having used any copyright pieces in the volume ; if she has unwittingly done so , she trusts that the usefulness of the ...
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Tom with his pipe did play with such skill , That those who heard him could never keep still ; Whenever they heard they began for to dance ; Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance . As Dolly was milking her cow one day ...
Tom with his pipe did play with such skill , That those who heard him could never keep still ; Whenever they heard they began for to dance ; Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance . As Dolly was milking her cow one day ...
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One of us in glass is set , One of us you'll find in jet , One is always cased in tin , The fourth a shining box within ; And the fifth if you pursue , It will never fly from you . ( The five vowels . ) 40 BA BA .
One of us in glass is set , One of us you'll find in jet , One is always cased in tin , The fourth a shining box within ; And the fifth if you pursue , It will never fly from you . ( The five vowels . ) 40 BA BA .
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All the birds of the air , Fell a sighing and sobbing , When they heard the bell toll For poor Cock Robin . They had dug him a grave Under oxlips and thyme , Where o'er him in summer The blue - bells would chime . And they never forgot ...
All the birds of the air , Fell a sighing and sobbing , When they heard the bell toll For poor Cock Robin . They had dug him a grave Under oxlips and thyme , Where o'er him in summer The blue - bells would chime . And they never forgot ...
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And they never forgot The dear bird they loved best , Who under the green sward And moss lay at rest . 57 THE MUSTARD POT . Papa one day was going away , Upon his horse to trot , And on the edge of the table ledge He left a mustard pot ...
And they never forgot The dear bird they loved best , Who under the green sward And moss lay at rest . 57 THE MUSTARD POT . Papa one day was going away , Upon his horse to trot , And on the edge of the table ledge He left a mustard pot ...
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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.