Elsie's ExpeditionFrederick Warne and Company, 1874 - Всего страниц: 144 |
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... leave you . Do not lament : we shall meet again — believe me , we shall meet again ! " And with his disen- gaged hand he wiped away a tear ; and once more , but with a voice husky through emotion ,. 46 ELSIE'S EXPEDITION .
... leave you . Do not lament : we shall meet again — believe me , we shall meet again ! " And with his disen- gaged hand he wiped away a tear ; and once more , but with a voice husky through emotion ,. 46 ELSIE'S EXPEDITION .
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Frederic Edward Weatherly. NC " You'll find my shoe , sir , Knows what to do , sir : That's flat , Mister Sprat . " " Bosh ! " said Mr. Sprat , contemptuously . " Leave them alone , Jack , " said Mrs. ELSIE'S EXPEDITION . 63.
Frederic Edward Weatherly. NC " You'll find my shoe , sir , Knows what to do , sir : That's flat , Mister Sprat . " " Bosh ! " said Mr. Sprat , contemptuously . " Leave them alone , Jack , " said Mrs. ELSIE'S EXPEDITION . 63.
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Frederic Edward Weatherly. " Leave them alone , Jack , " said Mrs. Sprat a pair of canting lazybones ! " Robin and Richard were two pretty men , " she sang , Who lay in bed till the clock struck ten , And wanted more wages , and left ...
Frederic Edward Weatherly. " Leave them alone , Jack , " said Mrs. Sprat a pair of canting lazybones ! " Robin and Richard were two pretty men , " she sang , Who lay in bed till the clock struck ten , And wanted more wages , and left ...
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... Leave me ! leave me ! " she added , sobbing - " leave me , ungrateful child ! " Elsie was quite distressed . 66 I hope I haven't offended you , have I ? I'm so sorry ! You aren't a nasty old maid . You're a dear old maid ! " Dear little ...
... Leave me ! leave me ! " she added , sobbing - " leave me , ungrateful child ! " Elsie was quite distressed . 66 I hope I haven't offended you , have I ? I'm so sorry ! You aren't a nasty old maid . You're a dear old maid ! " Dear little ...
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... leaves that sang to her softly overhead . Her feet were deeply set in lovely flowers and cool green dewy grass . And oh ! so sweet a wind was blowing in her little wondering face . Yet she saw no one .. She listened again , and ...
... leaves that sang to her softly overhead . Her feet were deeply set in lovely flowers and cool green dewy grass . And oh ! so sweet a wind was blowing in her little wondering face . Yet she saw no one .. She listened again , and ...
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answered Elsie asked Elsie baking Banbury Cross Bedford Street bell blackbird carriage CHAPTER chin cloth gilt cried Elsie decorous gentleman Ding dong Doodle door eating exclaimed Elsie face fat little fat wife fcap fiddle fiddlers fingers Four-and-twenty Frederick Warne German officer Glenfield Starch goosey hair hand heard Jack Sprat Jill Knave of Hearts little dear Little Elsie little gun little Jack Horner Little Miss Muffet little old little pony lives at Chelsea looked madam maid maiden Majesty mamma Miow Miss Elsie never nice nose Old King Cole PENNY READINGS persisted Elsie platform plum Pooh porringer porter pretty Puss in Boots Pussy Cat Pussy's Queen of Hearts repeated Elsie replied Puss Robin and Richard round sang seat silly song spotted horse Sprat station stole the tarts sure Taffy there's ticket turned window wonder Woodside
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Стр. 125 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Стр. 20 - Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!
Стр. 41 - TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home ; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone.
Стр. 73 - THERE was a little man, And he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook And saw a little duck, And he shot it right through the head, head, head.
Стр. 39 - The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts, All on a summer's day; The Knave of Hearts He stole those tarts, And took them clean away.
Стр. 41 - I pumped upon his Sunday hat, and poked it with a pin. Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a sham, Taffy came to my house and stole a leg of lamb ; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was away, I stuffed his socks with sawdust and filled his shoes with clay. Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a cheat, Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of meat ; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not there, I hung his coat and trousers to roast before a chair.
Стр. 46 - When other lips and other hearts Their tales of love shall tell. In language whose excess imparts The power they feel so well, There may, perhaps, in such a scene Some recollection be Of days that have as happy been, And you'll remember me. When...
Стр. 110 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie! When the pie was opened ¿ The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king?