The Silver-Burdett Readers: First-fifth book, Llibre 1

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Pàgina 116 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger.
Pàgina 96 - THE SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: "Ain't you 'shamed,...
Pàgina 56 - Pussy cat, pussy cat. Where have you been? I've been to London To look at the queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat. What did you there?
Pàgina 77 - Pretty moon, pretty moon, How you shine on the door, And make it all bright On my nursery floor! You shine on my playthings, And show me their place, And I love to look up At your pretty bright face. And there is a star Close by you, and...
Pàgina 105 - The Little Dreamer A little boy was dreaming Upon his nurse's lap That the pins fell out of all the stars, And the stars fell into his cap. So, when his dream was over, What should this little boy do? Why, he went and looked inside his cap, And found it wasn't true.
Pàgina 87 - To be as sweet as a sweet red rose, What must a body do ? To be as sweet as a sweet red rose, A little girl like you Just grows, and grows, and grows, and grows, — And that's what she must do.
Pàgina 39 - One, two, three, four, five, I caught a hare alive. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, I let him go again.
Pàgina 65 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn ; The Cow's in the meadow, the Sheep in the corn. Is this the way you mind your Sheep, Under the haycock fast asleep f " "The 'meadow/ " said I, by way of annotation, "being, you know, of gratt reserved for meadorving, or mowing.
Pàgina 103 - Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full; One for the master, And one for the dame, And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane.