The Key of the Kingdom: A Book of Stories and Poems for ChildrenSteinerBooks, 2004 - 100 páginas This is a classic, much-loved collection of stories, legends, fairy tales, fables, and poems for young children from seven to nine. The authors range from Shakespeare, and Robert Herrick through Blake, Keats, Tennyson, Walter de la Mare, and anonymous authors of folk tales and old carols, All were chosen because of their ability to fill the heart and mind with their rhythms, words, and images. |
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... Jack English Folk Tale Jog On William Shakespeare Nicholas Nye Walter de la Mare The Miller , His Son and Their Ass Fable Come a Riddle Riddle In Marble Walls Riddle My Beak is Below Riddle The Wind and the Sun Fable Cows P.S. Moffat I ...
... Jack English Folk Tale Jog On William Shakespeare Nicholas Nye Walter de la Mare The Miller , His Son and Their Ass Fable Come a Riddle Riddle In Marble Walls Riddle My Beak is Below Riddle The Wind and the Sun Fable Cows P.S. Moffat I ...
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... Jack the Cunning Thief Seosamh Maccathmhaoil Legend Alfred Lord Tennyson William Shakespeare Sir Walter Scott William Shakespeare Scottish Folk Tale English Folk Tale William Blake Old Rhyme Brothers Grimm Caroline Von Heydebrand A. C. ...
... Jack the Cunning Thief Seosamh Maccathmhaoil Legend Alfred Lord Tennyson William Shakespeare Sir Walter Scott William Shakespeare Scottish Folk Tale English Folk Tale William Blake Old Rhyme Brothers Grimm Caroline Von Heydebrand A. C. ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alfred Lord Tennyson Alleluia asked ball of crystal Bashtchelik Beast beautiful began birds bless blossoms Bridget bright Brothers Grimm castle child Christ cloak cried Czar dark Date Palm daughter day with thankful door Dragon King Dughall Eagle earth Echoing Green eldest eyes fairies Falcon King farmer father flower gold golden green grey seals Gubbio head heard hearts and say heaven hump Jack lamb Legend light lived looked Lord Lusmore maiden Mary morning mother mountain night Offero once palace poor prince princess returned round Rudolf Steiner Rushes Saint Francis Saint Kevin saucer of silver Scottish Folk Tale Selkie sheep shepherd boy shining sing this day sisters sleep Sleepers awake song spring stars stood sweet thee Thou Michael took town trees violet walking wife William Blake William Shakespeare wind wolf woman wonder
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Página 34 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Página 47 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...
Página 69 - Laughing Song. WHEN the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it; When the meadows laugh with lively green, And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene; When Mary and Susan and Emily With their sweet round mouths sing "Ha ha he!
Página 59 - Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and bid 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?
Página 70 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 61 - Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet, Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit; In every street these tunes our ears do greet: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! Spring, the sweet spring!
Página 35 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Página 47 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 70 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla. lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla. lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Página 41 - THE sun descending in the west The evening star does shine, The birds are silent in their nest And I must seek for mine, The moon, like a flower In heaven's high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night...