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Pàgina 61 - WORK while you work, Play while you play, That is the way To be cheerful and gay, All that you do, Do with your might ; Things done by halves Are never done right.
Pàgina 86 - MY MOTHER. I MUST not tease my mother, For she is very kind, And everything she says to me I must directly mind ; For when I was a baby, And could not speak or walk, She let me in her bosom sleep, And taught me how to talk. I must not tease my mother ; And when she likes to read, Or has the headache, I will step Most silently indeed.
Pàgina 87 - I must not tease my mother ; She loves me all the day, And she has patience with my faults, And teaches me to pray : How much I'll strive to please her, She every hour shall see ; For should she go away, or die, A CHILD'S EVENING HYMN.
Pàgina 69 - The wren builds in an ivied thorn, Or old and ruined wall; The mossy nest, so covered in, You scarce can see at all. The martins build their nests of clay, In rows beneath the eaves; While silvery lichens, moss, and hair, The chaffinch interweaves.
Pàgina 87 - I must not tease my mother ; I've heard dear father say, When I was in my cradle sick, She nursed me night and day. She lays me in my little bed, She gives me clothes and food, And I have nothing else to pay But trying to be good.
Pàgina 32 - When you've work to do, boys, Do it with a will ; They who reach the top, boys, First must climb the hill. 3. Standing at the foot, boys, Gazing at the sky, How can you get up, boys, If you never try ? 4.
Pàgina 10 - I love to think of what you said, Mother, to me last night, Of this great world that God has made, So beautiful and bright. And now it is the happy Spring No naughty thing I '11 do ; I would not be the only thing That is not happy, too.
Pàgina 9 - Mother, guess what I have heard ! Oh, it will soon be spring ! I'm sure it was a little bird : Mother, I heard him sing. Look at this little piece of green That peeps out from the snow, As if it wanted to be seen, — "Twill soon be spring, I know.
Pàgina 32 - Study with a will ; They who reach the top, boys, First must climb the hill Standing at the foot, boys, Gazing at the sky, How can you get up, boys, If you never try ? Though you stumble oft, boys, Never be downcast ; Try, and try again, boys, You'll succeed at last.
Pàgina 69 - The cuckoo makes no nest at all, But through the wood she strays Until she finds one snug and warm, And there her eggs she lays.

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