The Laurel Readers: A Primer

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C.C. Birchard, 1902 - 112 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 93 - T1TOW 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 brownUp in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down! 58 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 108 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is set, And the grass with dew is wet, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Pàgina 108 - In the dark blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveller in the dark, Though I know not what you are. Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Pàgina 54 - White sheep, white sheep On a blue hill, When the wind stops You all stand still. When the wind blows You walk away slow White sheep, white sheep, Where do you go?
Pàgina 42 - 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.
Pàgina 61 - And was going to the window To say, "How do you do?" But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew.
Pàgina 110 - 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 that little boy do ? Why, he went and looked inside his cap, And found it wasn't true.
Pàgina 44 - 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 82 - TWO little kittens, one stormy night, Began to quarrel and then to fight ; One had a mouse, the other had none, And that was the way the quarrel begun. " I'll have that mouse," said the bigger cat. " You'll have that mouse ? We'll see about that." " I will have that mouse,
Pàgina 40 - The bough on the limb, and the limb on the tree, The limb on the tree, and the tree in the wood, The tree in the wood, and the wood in the ground, And the green grass growing all around, And the green grass growing all around.

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