New American Music Reader, Edició 2

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Richardson, Smith & Company, 1903
 

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Pàgina 126 - The Wind I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all O...
Pàgina 51 - Hickory, dickory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down. Hickory dickory dock.
Pàgina 94 - 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 38 - He wears a blue bonnet, a dimple in his chin: And weel may the keel row, the keel row, the keel row, And weel may the keel row, that my laddie's in. THE NEW KEEL ROW by TT - To the old Tune. Whe's like my Johnny, Sae leish, sae blithe, sae bonny, He's foremost 'mang the mony Keel lads o...
Pàgina 90 - H h 1. Come, my soul, thou must be wak- ing! Now is break- ing O'er the 2.
Pàgina 111 - BLIND MICE Three blind mice! See how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with a carving knife. Did you ever see such a thing in your life As three blind mice?
Pàgina 98 - GOOSY goosy gander ! Where shall I wander ? Up stairs and down stairs, And in my lady's chamber ; There I met an old man, That would not say his prayers. I took him by the left leg, And threw him down stairs.
Pàgina 13 - Upon Paul's steeple stands a tree As full of apples as may be. The little boys of London town They run with hooks to pull them down : And then they run from hedge to hedge Until they come to London Bridge.
Pàgina 147 - Beautiful eyes are those that show, Like crystal panes where hearth-fires glow, Beautiful thoughts that burn below. Beautiful lips are those whose words Leap from the heart like songs of birds, Yet whose utterance prudence girds.
Pàgina 85 - With heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his world rejoices ; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day.

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