Only a childFrederick Warne and Company, 1883 - 145 páginas |
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... window her eyes would seek for change of scene , and the small window got to seem to her to be like the picture of a landscape that was living and varied day by day . Sometimes it rained hard , and then there were the streaks of rain on ...
... window her eyes would seek for change of scene , and the small window got to seem to her to be like the picture of a landscape that was living and varied day by day . Sometimes it rained hard , and then there were the streaks of rain on ...
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... window , and perhaps saw a bird perch on the spruce - fir in front , she heard Maud say over her " history " and then do up her sums . " Pretty Dick ! he's got two feet and two wings ; he doesn't mind what twelve times twelve is ...
... window , and perhaps saw a bird perch on the spruce - fir in front , she heard Maud say over her " history " and then do up her sums . " Pretty Dick ! he's got two feet and two wings ; he doesn't mind what twelve times twelve is ...
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... window to make it into a fruit - shop , and there was a cluster of red geraniums and yellow , blue , and white flowers placed in pots above the bow window , making the shelf quite like a garden . The sun was so still and warm that Elsie ...
... window to make it into a fruit - shop , and there was a cluster of red geraniums and yellow , blue , and white flowers placed in pots above the bow window , making the shelf quite like a garden . The sun was so still and warm that Elsie ...
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... window with the rug round my head , but I heard the noise . " " Now , Elsie , mamma wants the grapes for papa ; don ... windows upstairs , and front door and two windows downstairs . Would papa ever get well again ? If he could come out ...
... window with the rug round my head , but I heard the noise . " " Now , Elsie , mamma wants the grapes for papa ; don ... windows upstairs , and front door and two windows downstairs . Would papa ever get well again ? If he could come out ...
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... window - sill , and a canary hung in a cage just outside ; and the piano was always open , and not pushed away in a corner as if it were naughty . There as an easel by the window , for Ann.e painted in water - colours . And besides all ...
... window - sill , and a canary hung in a cage just outside ; and the piano was always open , and not pushed away in a corner as if it were naughty . There as an easel by the window , for Ann.e painted in water - colours . And besides all ...
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accordion afternoon Alice Annie arms asked Elsie basket began black grapes Bolland called Captain Douglas child Colours cried Willy dear Dial Cottage Ditto Doleham door Elsie's eyes face fairy story father fcap felt fetch Fluffy Fluffy's flyman French French language FRIENDLY'S garden gave glad gone gooseberries GRACE KENNEDY groundsel hair hand head hear Henrietta Henry Jack Jacko John Gilpin knew lady laughed lessons little girl little maid London look Marlowe Maud Miss Almeria morning mother never nice noise Nursery Rhymes papa and mamma pennies perhaps piano pier play R. M. BALLANTYNE red coat replied seaside seemed Shellmouth shut sing Skye terrier smiled stay sure tell things thought to-day told took Uncle Tom's Cabin whilst Willy and Elsie window wish young
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Página 90 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Página 147 - HORACE AND MAY ; or, Unconscious Influence. ELLA AND MARIAN ; or, Rest and Unrest HOME SUNSHINE ; or, The Gordons.
Página 56 - O LITTLE feet ! that such long years Must wander on through hopes and fears, Must ache and bleed beneath your load ; I, nearer to the wayside inn, Where toil shall cease and rest begin, Am weary, thinking of your road...
Página 65 - UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!
Página 2 - That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cock that crowed in the morn 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.