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PÓgina 420 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
PÓgina 89 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
PÓgina 378 - He is so ugly, that I am ashamed of him ; but his size and fatness supply the want of beauty. I wish you could see the gentleman, for he has no ordinary mien ; he is so serious in all that he does, that I cannot help deeming him far wiser than myself.
PÓgina 147 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
PÓgina 148 - 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.
PÓgina 517 - Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark, The beggars are coming to town, Some in rags and some in tags, And some in silken gowns.
PÓgina 281 - Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander ? Whither from this pretty house, this city-house of ours ? 'Far and far away,' said the dainty little maiden, 'All among the meadows, the clover and the clematis, Daisies and kingcups and honeysuckleflowers.
PÓgina 225 - It is the unique faculty of not only perceiving "sermons in stones, books in the running brooks, and good in everything...
PÓgina 118 - One stole to the heart of a flower that was sad, And loved and caressed her until she was glad, And lifted her white face again; For love brings content to the lowliest lot, And finds something sweet in the dreariest spot, And lightens all labor and pain.