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6. Simon made a great snow-ball, And brought it in to roast; He laid it down before the fire, And soon the ball was lost.

7. He went for water in a sieve, But soon it all ran through; And now poor Simple Simon Bids you all adieu.

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1. LONG ago some mice wished to get rid of their enemy, the cat. So they all met one night, to find out the best way to do it. They talked from midnight till morning, but could not think of a good plan.

2. At last a very young mouse got up to speak. She said, "We cannot get rid of the cat, but we can find out when he is coming. We have only to tie a bell round his neck, and the sound will tell us when he is near.'

3. The mice were full of joy on hearing this plan. And they squeaked out, "Good! splendid!"

4. Then a very old mouse arose and said, "I should like to know which one of you will bell the cat. It is very easy to talk about, but not so easy to do." The mice looked one another in the face, but no one could give an answer to this question.

5. At that moment in came the cat, and all the mice scampered off to their holes in a fright.

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nap, and a little mouse ran over his back and waked him up.

2. This made the lion very angry, and he was going to kill the little mouse with his great paw. But the mouse said, “O, pray don't kill me, good lion! I am only a little thing. Some time I may help you, if you let me live." So the lion let him live.

3. One day, when this same lion was roaming about in the woods, he fell into a snare which a hunter had set to catch him, and he could not get out.

4. In his rage and fear he roared loudly. Now the little mouse, whose life he had spared, chanced to be near at hand. He ran to help him, quickly gnawed the ropes with his sharp teeth, and set the big lion loose.

5. Then the mouse said, "Are you not glad now you didn't kill me?

XX. THE MILL-WHEEL.

drip'ping flash'ing grinding dust'y foam'ing merry

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roll'ing spark'ling work'eth

1. ROUND and round it goes!

As fast the water flows;

The dripping, dropping, rolling wheel
That turns the noisy, dusty mill;
Round and round it goes.

2. Turning all the day,

It never stops to play,

The dripping, dropping, rolling wheel,
But keeps on grinding golden meal;
Turning all the day.

3. Sparkling in the sun,

The merry waters run,

Upon the foaming, flashing wheel,
That laughs loud, but worketh still;
Sparkling in the sun.

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