The class and standard series of reading books. 5 pt. [in 7].1867 |
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... sent him to his own home . 2. THE IDLE BOY . THERE was once a little boy who was not higher than the table , and his father and mother sent him to school . It was a very pleasant morning , the sun shone B 2 BOY, THE IDLE.
... sent him to his own home . 2. THE IDLE BOY . THERE was once a little boy who was not higher than the table , and his father and mother sent him to school . It was a very pleasant morning , the sun shone B 2 BOY, THE IDLE.
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... once asks what there is to pay . And sometimes he crosses the tea - pot's steam , And comes and plunges his head in the cream : Then on the edge of the jug he stands , And cleans his wings with his feet and hands . This done , through ...
... once asks what there is to pay . And sometimes he crosses the tea - pot's steam , And comes and plunges his head in the cream : Then on the edge of the jug he stands , And cleans his wings with his feet and hands . This done , through ...
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... once more . ' Rooks live in the same place for years , and it is hard to drive them from the trees where they have once built . I have heard that , when these trees have been cut down , the rooks have been seen making their nests in ...
... once more . ' Rooks live in the same place for years , and it is hard to drive them from the trees where they have once built . I have heard that , when these trees have been cut down , the rooks have been seen making their nests in ...
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... once ; and look at it , what a nice house it is ! I brought all the sticks it is made of myself . I flew through the air with them in my mouth ! some of them were very heavy , but I do not mind hard work . I am not like a little boy I ...
... once ; and look at it , what a nice house it is ! I brought all the sticks it is made of myself . I flew through the air with them in my mouth ! some of them were very heavy , but I do not mind hard work . I am not like a little boy I ...
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... once more into the fresh air , where I could breathe more freely . Bread in England is made chiefly of wheat ground by the miller into flour ; sometimes it is made of rye or barley ; and in Scotland , oat - meal cakes are much eaten ...
... once more into the fresh air , where I could breathe more freely . Bread in England is made chiefly of wheat ground by the miller into flour ; sometimes it is made of rye or barley ; and in Scotland , oat - meal cakes are much eaten ...
Términos y frases comunes
autumn beasts birds black bear bough boys and girls bread bright bright eyes brown bear build their nest butter cake called camel catkins clothes coat cold colour comes corn courser creatures cried crow crumbs cuckoo farmer feathers feed fields flocks flowers gnat goat grass green hare hatchet head heard hen and chick high trees hole horse idle insects kinds lambs lark lion little boy little maiden live look master merry month monkey morning moss mother mountain night north wind doth old crow once pick play pleasant poor thing pretty rabbits Reynard robin rooks round seen sheep shepherds sing snow soft sometimes soon spring squirrel swallow tail tell thee thou Tommy tortoise VOICE OF SPRING walk warm watch wild wing winter wolves woods wool young
Pasajes populares
Página 80 - I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there ; The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play, When they are angry, roar like lions for their prey. Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky ; Night and day thou art safe, — our cottage is hard by. Why bleat so after me? Why pull so at thy chain* Sleep, — and at break of day I will come to thee again...
Página 99 - 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 89 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Página 77 - THE dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink ; I heard a voice ; it said, " Drink, pretty Creature, drink ! " And, looking o'er the hedge, before me I espied A snow-white mountain Lamb with a Maiden at its side.
Página 79 - Thou know'st that twice a day I have brought thee in this can Fresh water from the brook as clear as ever ran ; And twice in the day when the ground is wet with dew I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is and new.
Página 78 - What ails thee, young one? what? why pull so at thy cord? Is it not well with thee? well both for bed and board? Thy plot of grass is soft, and green as grass can be; Rest, little young one, rest; what is't that aileth thee?
Página 26 - Hark ! the little lambs are bleating, And the cawing rooks are meeting In the elms — a noisy crowd ; And all birds are singing loud; And the first white butterfly In the sun goes flitting by.
Página 39 - DEAR mother/' said a little fish, " Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try." " Sweet innocent," the mother cried, And started from her nook, " That horrid fly is put to hide The sharpness of the hook.
Página 77 - No other sheep were near, the Lamb was all alone, And by a slender cord was tethered to a stone ; With one knee on the grass did the little Maiden kneel, While to that mountain Lamb she gave its evening meal.
Página 89 - And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye . Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveller in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star.