Graded Poetry: First and second years, [third-eighth year]Katherine Devereux Blake, Georgia Alexander Maynard, Merrill, 1906 |
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... Gray Cone . 80 Susan Coolidge 81 Wizard Frost • America • Frank Dempster Sherman 83 Samuel F. Smith 84 I love you , Mother My Shadow Good Night and Good Morning The Land of Story - Books Joy Allison 86 Robert Louis Stevenson 87 ...
... Gray Cone . 80 Susan Coolidge 81 Wizard Frost • America • Frank Dempster Sherman 83 Samuel F. Smith 84 I love you , Mother My Shadow Good Night and Good Morning The Land of Story - Books Joy Allison 86 Robert Louis Stevenson 87 ...
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... 19 8 And all the summer flowers , 10 The red fire blazes , The gray smoke towers . Sing a song of seasons ! Something bright in all ! Flowers in the summer , Fires in the fall ! 15 5 10 15 MOTHER GOOSE RHYMES Hush - a - Autumn Fires.
... 19 8 And all the summer flowers , 10 The red fire blazes , The gray smoke towers . Sing a song of seasons ! Something bright in all ! Flowers in the summer , Fires in the fall ! 15 5 10 15 MOTHER GOOSE RHYMES Hush - a - Autumn Fires.
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... gray mother - spider And her little spiders ten . Spin ! " said the mother ; " We spin , " said the ten : So they spun lace webs , In their sly little den . 66 37 5 10 15 GEORGE MACDONALD SCOTLAND , 1824- The Baby Where did you come ...
... gray mother - spider And her little spiders ten . Spin ! " said the mother ; " We spin , " said the ten : So they spun lace webs , In their sly little den . 66 37 5 10 15 GEORGE MACDONALD SCOTLAND , 1824- The Baby Where did you come ...
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... gray cup made by a thousand journeys , And the tiny beak was trowel and hod . 10 LYDIA MARIA CHILD AMERICA , 1802-1880 Who stole the Bird's Nest ? " To - whit ! to - whit ! to - whee ! Will you listen to me ? Who stole four eggs I laid ...
... gray cup made by a thousand journeys , And the tiny beak was trowel and hod . 10 LYDIA MARIA CHILD AMERICA , 1802-1880 Who stole the Bird's Nest ? " To - whit ! to - whit ! to - whee ! Will you listen to me ? Who stole four eggs I laid ...
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... gray Send the traveler on his way : Evening gray and morning red Bring down rain upon his head . Red sky at night is the sailors ' delight ; Red sky in the morning , the sailors take warning . 5 10 5 10 10 15 WILLIAM ALLINGHAM IRELAND ...
... gray Send the traveler on his way : Evening gray and morning red Bring down rain upon his head . Red sky at night is the sailors ' delight ; Red sky in the morning , the sailors take warning . 5 10 5 10 10 15 WILLIAM ALLINGHAM IRELAND ...
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a-blowing all day bird BIRD'S NEST blue Bob-o'-link Brown CHRISTINA G Coo-coo crumpled horn DEMPSTER SHERMAN AMERICA eggs I laid fly away home garden go to bed grass gray green heaven house that Jack Humpty Dumpty Jack built JANE TAYLOR killed the rat kissed the maiden Lady Moon Ladybird LAND OF STORY-BOOKS little birdie Little Bo-peep Little Jack Horner Little white Lily little yellow-breast LORD HOUGHTON LOUIS STEVENSON SCOTLAND maiden all forlorn malt That lay Mary meadow milked the cow morning MOTHER GOOSE RHYMES mouse nice nest play pleasant PRETTY COW rain RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Robin dear Robin Redbreast ROSSETTI ENGLAND sail seen the wind sheep stole a nest stole four eggs stole that pretty STOLE THE BIRD'S sunbeam sweet tattered and torn thee to-day to-whee To-whit tossed the dog violets WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WIZARD FROST worried the cat yellow
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Página 88 - I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow — Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow ; For he sometimes shoots up taller, like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
Página 33 - Thirty days hath September, April. June, and November; All the rest have thirty.one, Save February, which alone Hath twenty.eight; and one day more We add to it one year in four.
Página 39 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger.
Página 9 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Página 18 - There are bridges on the rivers, As pretty as you please ; But the bow that bridges heaven, And overtops the trees, And builds a road from earth to sky, 10 Is prettier far than these.
Página 48 - 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 7 - Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again." "That last line is much too long for the poetry," she added, almost out loud, forgetting that Humpty Dumpty would hear her. "Don't stand chattering to yourself like that," Humpty Dumpty said, looking at her for the first time; "but tell me your name and your business.
Página 16 - Like ladies' skirts across the grass— 0 wind, a-blowing all day long, 0 wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all— O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Página 64 - 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 ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: "Ain't you 'shamed,...
Página 41 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...