Nature in Verse: A Poetry Reader for ChildrenSilver, Burdett, 1895 - 305 páginas A collection of poetry celebrating the beauty of nature throughout the year. |
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... live- " Orange is the color for any queen . And the best we have to give . " Old Mother Earth was thankful and glad , As she put on her dress so gay ; And that is the reason , my little ones , She is looking so lovely to - day ...
... live- " Orange is the color for any queen . And the best we have to give . " Old Mother Earth was thankful and glad , As she put on her dress so gay ; And that is the reason , my little ones , She is looking so lovely to - day ...
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... live the fathers in their sons : Their sturdy faith be ours And ours the love that overruns Its rocky strength with flowers . The Pilgrim's wild and wintry day Its shadow round us draws ; The Mayflower of his stormy bay , Our freedom's ...
... live the fathers in their sons : Their sturdy faith be ours And ours the love that overruns Its rocky strength with flowers . The Pilgrim's wild and wintry day Its shadow round us draws ; The Mayflower of his stormy bay , Our freedom's ...
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... live the Violet ! " -Barry Cornwall . - FLOWER DANCES . N May the valley lilies ring , IN the Their bells chime clear and sweet ; They cry , " Come forth , ye flowerets all , And dance with twinkling feet . " The blossoms , gold and ...
... live the Violet ! " -Barry Cornwall . - FLOWER DANCES . N May the valley lilies ring , IN the Their bells chime clear and sweet ; They cry , " Come forth , ye flowerets all , And dance with twinkling feet . " The blossoms , gold and ...
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... live as happily ! -L . A. Twamley . THE SONG IN THE STORM . T rains , but on a dripping bough IT a A little bird sings clear and sweet , I think he knows not why nor how , Except that with his slender feet He feels dear Nature's pulses ...
... live as happily ! -L . A. Twamley . THE SONG IN THE STORM . T rains , but on a dripping bough IT a A little bird sings clear and sweet , I think he knows not why nor how , Except that with his slender feet He feels dear Nature's pulses ...
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... . The little birds , how sweet they sing ! Oh ! let them joyous live ; And never seek to take the life That you can never give . Don't kill the birds , the pretty birds , That SONGS OF SPRING . 83 Don't Kill the Birds J Colesworthy.
... . The little birds , how sweet they sing ! Oh ! let them joyous live ; And never seek to take the life That you can never give . Don't kill the birds , the pretty birds , That SONGS OF SPRING . 83 Don't Kill the Birds J Colesworthy.
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Términos y frases comunes
Alice Cary baby beautiful bees bloom blossoms blue Bob-o'-link bobolink bough breeze bright brook brown buds buttercups chee child clouds clover cowslips daisies dance dandelion daylight dies dress earth eyes fair fairy Father flowers fly away home garden gentle gold golden goldenrod Good-morning good-night grass green greenwood tree grow head hear heard heart Jane Taylor Jean Ingelow ladybird ladybug laughed leaves light lilies little bird little Daisy little sheep little sunbeam Little yellow Sunbeam look Lullaby Mary Howitt Mayflower meadow merry morning mother nest never night o'er pansies peep play pretty purple Pussy Pussy Willow rain robin rose Selected shining sing sleep smile snow Snowdrop soft song spider Spink spring stars summer sunshine sweet sweetest swing tell thee There's things thrush tree twinkle Violet wake warm whisper wind wings winter wood
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Página 241 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice. And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice.
Página 235 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Página 240 - And a feeling of sadness conies o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Página 3 - Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
Página 3 - Jacob selah lift up your heads O ye gates and be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors and the King of glory shall come in...
Página 193 - THE goldenrod is yellow ; The corn is turning brown ; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.
Página 264 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Página 114 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Página 68 - seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done ; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
Página 261 - Now I shall be out of sight; So through the valley and over the height, In silence I'll take my way; I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain, But I'll be as busy as they.