Graded Poetry Readers: 1st-[8th] YearsKatherine Devereux Blake, Georgia Alexander Maynard, Merrill, & Company, 1905 |
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... rounded periods of elegant prose . It is in childhood therefore that the young mind should be stored with poems whose rhythm will be a present delight and whose beautiful thoughts will not lose their charm in later years . The ...
... rounded periods of elegant prose . It is in childhood therefore that the young mind should be stored with poems whose rhythm will be a present delight and whose beautiful thoughts will not lose their charm in later years . The ...
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... round and round ; And he wore a long coat That came down to the ground . Funny old man ! N was a net Which was thrown in the sea To catch fish for dinner For you and for me ! Nice little net ! O was an orange So yellow and round : When ...
... round and round ; And he wore a long coat That came down to the ground . Funny old man ! N was a net Which was thrown in the sea To catch fish for dinner For you and for me ! Nice little net ! O was an orange So yellow and round : When ...
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... ribbon to tie it All round a pink bonnet . Pretty green veil ! W was a watch , Where , in letters of gold , The hour of the day You might always behold . Beautiful watch ! 29 5 10 THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT Y was 28 GRADED POETRY READER.
... ribbon to tie it All round a pink bonnet . Pretty green veil ! W was a watch , Where , in letters of gold , The hour of the day You might always behold . Beautiful watch ! 29 5 10 THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT Y was 28 GRADED POETRY READER.
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... round the house ; The frosty ways like iron , The branches plumed with snow , Alas ! in Winter , dead and dark , Where can poor Robin go ? Robin , Robin Redbreast , O Robin dear ! And a crumb of bread for Robin , His little heart to ...
... round the house ; The frosty ways like iron , The branches plumed with snow , Alas ! in Winter , dead and dark , Where can poor Robin go ? Robin , Robin Redbreast , O Robin dear ! And a crumb of bread for Robin , His little heart to ...
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... play always , they know no better ; They are only one times one . O Moon ! in the night I have seen you sailing , And shining so round and low ; 48 SEVEN TIMES ONE 49 You were bright ! ah , SECOND YEAR-FIRST HALF Seven Times.
... play always , they know no better ; They are only one times one . O Moon ! in the night I have seen you sailing , And shining so round and low ; 48 SEVEN TIMES ONE 49 You were bright ! ah , SECOND YEAR-FIRST HALF Seven Times.
Términos y frases comunes
AMERICA baby sleeps BIRD'S NEST Bob-o'-link CHRISTINA G Cluck Coo-coo crumpled horn DOTH THE LITTLE Dumpty eggs I laid fly away home grass green house that Jack ISAAC WATTS Jack built JEAN INGELOW killed the rat kissed the maiden Lady Moon Ladybird little birdie LITTLE BUSY BEE Little lamb little longer Little white Lily little yellow-breast LOUIS STEVENSON SCOTLAND LYDIA MARIA CHILD maiden all forlorn malt That lay March violets meadow milked the cow morning Morning's at seven nice nest night PHOEBE CARY pleasant PRETTY COW pretty nest priest all shaven rain RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Robin dear Robin Redbreast ROSSETTI ENGLAND shaven and shorn sheep sing sleeps at home stole a nest stole four eggs stole that pretty STOLE THE BIRD'S sunshine sweet tattered and torn thee THINGS BRIGHT to-day to-whee To-whit tossed the dog twinkle violets WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind worried the cat
Pasajes populares
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 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 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.