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AMERICA Autumn baby beautiful birds blue Boats bright brown child comes Coo-coo crumpled horn dark dear doll dream ENGLAND eyes falling flowers four garden gave go to bed grass green head hear heard heart heaven house that Jack Jack built killed the rat Lady Moon Ladybird leaves light listen Little lamb Little white Lily Lived longer look malt That lay Mary meadow milked morning mother nest never nice night pass play pleasant poor pretty rain rest river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Robin round running sail seen seven sheep shine sing sleep song stars stole summer Suppose sweet swing tell Thank thee things Till to-day To-whit tree violets waiting waked walked wind winter wood worried the cat yellow
Página 86 - 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 31 - That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Página 75 - DO you ask what the birds say ? The sparrow, the dove, The linnet and thrush say, " I love and I love ! " In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong, What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving — all come back together. But the lark is so brimful of gladness and love, The green fields below him, the blue sky above, That he sings, and he sings ; and for ever sings he — " I love my Love, and my...
Página 55 - The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate.
Página 86 - I HAVE a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than 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.
Página 48 - They are only one times one. 0 moon ! in the night I have seen you sailing And shining so round and low ; You were bright ! ah, bright ! but your light is failing, — You are nothing now but a bow. You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven That God has hidden your face?
Página 75 - Do you ask what the birds say ? The Sparrow, the Dove, The Linnet and Thrush say, ' ' I love and I love ! " In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong ; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving — all come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love, The green fields below him, the blue sky above, That he sings, and he sings ; and for ever sings he" I love my Love, and my Love...
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.