The First Book of Song and Story

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P.F. Collier, 1903 - 485 páginas

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Página 90 - Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ? Little lamb, Til 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.
Página 7 - 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.
Página 345 - You elegant fowl, How charmingly sweet you sing! Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?
Página 329 - He was chubby and plump —a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Página 23 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Página 83 - Where did you get those arms and hands ? Love made itself into bonds and bands. Feet, whence did you come, you darling things ? From the same box as the cherub's wings. How did they all just come to be you ? God thought about me, and so, I grew. But how did you come to us, you dear ? God thought about you, and so I am here.
Página 37 - 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.
Página 236 - The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Página 344 - The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, "O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are!
Página 329 - But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name : "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen ! To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall! Now, dash away, dash away, dash away, all...

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