The Folk-lore Readers: Book One

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Atkinson, Mentzer & Grover, 1905 - 111 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 76 - Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, Yes sir, Three bags full. One for my master. One for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane.
Pàgina 19 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Pàgina 26 - There was an old woman who lived in a shoe; She had so many children she didn't know what to do.
Pàgina 57 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Pàgina 94 - Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again." "That last line is much too long for the poetry," she added, almost out loud, forgetting that Humpty Dumpty would hear her. "Don't stand chattering to yourself like that," Humpty Dumpty said, looking at her for the first time; "but tell me your name and your business.
Pàgina 89 - I met a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small And why he didn't grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. " I'm quite as big for me," said he, "As you are big for you.
Pàgina 64 - oh, no! I wouldn't treat a poor bird so. I gave wool the nest to line, But the nest was none of mine. Baa ! Baa !" said the sheep ; " oh, no I wouldn't treat a poor bird so.
Pàgina 76 - Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Pàgina 14 - 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 20 - That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, 20 That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn...

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