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The Second Reader: For Primary Schools (Classic Reprint)
G. S. Hillard
Sin vista previa disponible - 2015
asked baby ball basket bird blow bread called Charles child clothes clouds cold comes cried crow dark dear Dick drops Ellen eyes fall father fields flowers gave giant give glad goose ground grow hand happy hard Harry head heard held hills hold keep kind kittens LESSON little boy little girl Little white Lily live look loud Lucy mean mother never nice night once picked piece play poor poor thing pretty rain rose seen short side sing sister snow soft sometimes soon squirrel stones sure Susie sweet talk teeth tell thing thought told Tommy took tree walk warm watch wind wise wrong young
Página 58 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Página 63 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower. How skilfully she builds her cell; How neat she spreads her wax, And labors hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes.
Página 38 - Little bird ! little bird ! who'll guide thee Over the hills, and over the sea ? Foolish, one, come in the house to stay, For I'm very sure you'll lose your way.
Página 79 - Young birds in their pretty nest, I must not in play Steal the birds away, To grieve their mother's breast. My mother, I know, Would sorrow so, Should I be stolen away; So I'll speak to the birds In my softest words, Nor hurt them in my play.
Página 110 - Good again, When I am thirsty To have nice rain ; Now I am stronger, Now I am cool ; Heat cannot burn me, My veins are so full.' Little white Lily Smells very sweet : On her head sunshine, Rain at her feet. ' Thanks to the sunshine, Thanks to the rain ! Little white Lily Is happy again ! G.
Página 63 - One thing each time, And that done well, Is a very good rule, As many can tell.
Página 104 - Cow. THANK you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day, and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on the weedy bank ; But the yellow cowslips eat, They will make it very sweet. Where the purple violet grows, Where the bubbling water flows, Where the grass is fresh and fine, Pretty cow, go there and dine.
Página 93 - No one taught me to build my house," said the crow when they were qui-et a-gain. " I knew how to do it at once, and look at it what a nice house it is ; I brought all the sticks it is made of my-self. I flew through the air with them in my mouth, some of them were very heav-y, but I do not mind hard work. I am not like a lit-tle boy...