The Folk-lore Readers, Volumen2

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Atkinson, Mentzer & Grover, 1914

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Página 25 - Monday's child is fair of face/ Tuesday's child is full of grace/ Wednesday's child is full of woe/ Thursday's child has far to go...
Página 85 - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits — Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
Página 17 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street.
Página 99 - GOD bless the master of this house, The mistress also ; And all the little children That round the table go ; And all your kin and kinsmen, That dwell both far and near, I wish you a merry Christmas, And a happy new year.
Página 67 - As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the rat ; the rat began to gnaw the rope ; the rope began to hang the butcher ; the butcher began to kill the ox ; the ox began to drink the water ; the water began to quench the fire ; the fire began to burn the stick ; the stick began to beat the dog ; the dog began to bite the pig ; the little pig in a fright jumped over the stile; and so the old woman got home that night." * Or haymakers, proceeding thus in the stead of the rest...
Página 58 - Within a hollow tree ; The hen sat quietly at home, The cock sang merrily ; And all the little young ones said, " Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee.
Página 148 - Yes," said the little ones, and then She went on to explain : " A well-bred duck turns in its toes As I do — try again." " Yes," said the ducklings, waddling on ; " That's better," said their mother ; " But well-bred ducks walk in a row, Straight — one behind another." " Yes," said the little ducks again, All waddling in a row : " Now to the pond," said old Dame Duck — Splash, splash, and in they go.
Página 68 - One step, and then another, And the longest walk is ended ; One stitch and then another, And the largest rent is mended One brick upon another, And the highest wall is made ; One flake upon another, And the deepest snow is laid.
Página 69 - THREE children sliding on the ice, Upon a summer's day, As it fell out, they all fell in, The rest they ran away. Now had these children been at home, Or sliding on dry ground, Ten thousand pounds to one penny, They had not all been drown'd. You parents all that children have, And you that have got none ; If you would have them safe abroad, Pray keep them safe at home.
Página 107 - A SWARM of bees in May Is worth a load of hay; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon; A swarm of bees in July Is not worth a fly.

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