Reading-literature: First readerRow, Peterson, 1911 - 134 pàgines |
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Reading-literature: Second Reader Harriette Taylor Treadwell,Margaret Free Visualització completa - 1912 |
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Pàgina 87 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Pàgina 23 - 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.
Pàgina 16 - Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn. Where is the boy Who looks after the sheep? He's under the haycock Fast asleep.
Pàgina 128 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star ; How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Pàgina 21 - Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Pàgina 91 - The three little kittens put on their mittens, And soon ate up the pie; "Oh, mother dear, We greatly fear That we have soiled our mittens!" "Soiled your mittens! You naughty kittens!" Then they began to sigh, "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
Pàgina 2 - Little pig, little pig, let me come in." "No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin." "Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in.
Pàgina 18 - BLOW, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it and into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn. Six little mice sat down to spin, Pussy passed by, and she peeped in. "What are you at, my little men?
Pàgina 90 - Lost your mittens! You naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie!" "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
Pàgina 82 - I lent him to a lady, To ride a mile away ; She whipped him, she slashed him, She rode him through the mire ; I would not lend my pony now For all the lady's hire. CCLVI. As Tommy Snooks, and Bessy Brooks, Were walking out one Sunday, Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks,