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Página 5 - Robin, Robin, Robin Crusoe: poor Robin Crusoe! Where are you, Robin Crusoe? Where are you? Where have you been?
Página 72 - 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 pig jumped over the stile, And so the old woman got home that night.
Página 59 - BABY bye, Here's a fly ; Let us watch him, you and I. How he crawls Up the walls, Yet he never falls ! I believe with six such legs You and I could walk on eggs.
Página 110 - The match went out ! The Christmas lights rose higher and higher, till they looked to her like the stars in the sky. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. "Some one is dying...
Página 11 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Página 107 - August brings the sheaves of corn, Then the harvest home is borne. Warm September brings the fruit. Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Página 109 - And what was still more splendid to behold, the goose hopped down from the dish, and waddled along the floor, with a knife and fork in its breast, to the little girl. Then the match went out, and only the thick, damp, cold wall was before her.
Página 69 - AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. " What," said she, "shall I do with this little sixpence ? I will go to market, and buy a little pig.
Página 54 - My little chicks will soon be hatched, I'll think about it then." The clucking hen sat on her nest, She made it in the hay; And warm and snug beneath her breast A dozen white eggs lay. Crack, crack, went all the eggs; Out dropped the chickens small! "Cluck," said the clucking hen, "Now I have you all. "Come along my little chicks, I'll take a walk with you