Literature for Little Folks: Selections from Standard Authors, and Easy Lessons in CompositionSower, Potts & Company, 1876 - 137 páginas |
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... dew is wet , Then you show your little light , Twinkle , twinkle , all the night . In the dark blue sky you keep , And often through my curtains peep ; For you never shut your eye Till the sun is. OLKS 3333 WORD LESSONS . 23 ...
... dew is wet , Then you show your little light , Twinkle , twinkle , all the night . In the dark blue sky you keep , And often through my curtains peep ; For you never shut your eye Till the sun is. OLKS 3333 WORD LESSONS . 23 ...
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... eye Till the sun is in the sky . As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveler in the dark , Though I know not what you are , Twinkle , twinkle , little star . LESSON XXIX . Five objects that are round , and five that are square ...
... eye Till the sun is in the sky . As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveler in the dark , Though I know not what you are , Twinkle , twinkle , little star . LESSON XXIX . Five objects that are round , and five that are square ...
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... eye . Pale little dandelion , " In her white shroud , Heareth the angel - breeze Call from the cloud ; Tiny plumes fluttering Make no delay ; Little winged dandelion Soareth away . HELEN BARRON BOSTWICK . LESSON XLVIII . Four things ...
... eye . Pale little dandelion , " In her white shroud , Heareth the angel - breeze Call from the cloud ; Tiny plumes fluttering Make no delay ; Little winged dandelion Soareth away . HELEN BARRON BOSTWICK . LESSON XLVIII . Four things ...
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... eyes . Let love through all your actions run , And all your words be mild ; Live like God's well - beloved Son , That sweet and lovely Child . The Lord of all , who reigns above , Does from his heavenly throne Behold what children dwell ...
... eyes . Let love through all your actions run , And all your words be mild ; Live like God's well - beloved Son , That sweet and lovely Child . The Lord of all , who reigns above , Does from his heavenly throne Behold what children dwell ...
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... eyes ; Sweet little violets hid from the cold , Put on your mantles of purple and gold ; Daffodils , daffodils ! say , do you hear ? Summer is coming , and spring - time is here . " EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER . LESSON LXIII . Five articles ...
... eyes ; Sweet little violets hid from the cold , Put on your mantles of purple and gold ; Daffodils , daffodils ! say , do you hear ? Summer is coming , and spring - time is here . " EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER . LESSON LXIII . Five articles ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY animals beautiful snow blossoms bright chee children's hour churchyard clouds comes creatures dear little ELIZA COOK eyes father Five objects flowers following belong Four little girl glad happy hear heart heaven Hiawatha honey horse ISAAC WATTS ivy green Jesus kind laugh Let each pupil let the pupil little birds little dandelion little Gustava live look Lord Lord's Prayer Mary MARY MAPES DODGE Mary's Lamb merry morning mother nest never night old oaken bucket peep PHOEBE CARY picture piece play porringer Prayer pussy Review Robert of Lincoln round says Farmer John shines singing his chick-a-de-dee slates sleep song spank Spink squirrel story summer sweet teacher teetotal tell thee things Thou tree TWENTY-THIRD PSALM twinkle WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wings Write five Write ten sentences wrote
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Página 95 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Página 95 - Sisters and brothers, little maid. How many may you be?' 'How many? Seven in all,' she said, And wondering looked at me. 'And where are they ? I pray you tell.
Página 78 - Speak, father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Página 48 - So, up to the housetop the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas, too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound : He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
Página 108 - White are his shoulders, and white his crest ; Hear him call in his merry note : " Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; Look, what a nice new coat is mine, Sure there was never a bird so fine. Chee, chee, chee.
Página 34 - I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind look, when he said, " Let the little ones come unto me.
Página 92 - HOME. :Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Página 119 - HOUR. BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.
Página 77 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Página 125 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...