Songs and Games for Little Ones

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Oliver Ditson Company, 1887 - 121 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 46 - For this is Thanksgiving Day. Over the river and through the wood, And straight through the barnyard gate! We seem to go Extremely slow; It is so hard to wait! Over the river and through the wood; Now grandmother's cap I spy! Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done? Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!
Pàgina 11 - Jesus bids us shine, First of all, for Him ;— Well He sees and knows it, If our light is dim ! He looks down from heaven To see us shine — You in your small corner, And I in mine.
Pàgina 28 - tis spring. The gay green grass comes creeping So soft beneath their feet ; The frogs begin to ripple A music clear and sweet. And buttercups are coming, And scarlet columbine ; And in the sunny meadows The dandelions shine. And just as many daisies As their soft hands can hold The little ones may gather, All fair in white and gold. Here blows the warm red clover, There peeps the violet blue ; O happy little children, God made them all for you ! Celia Thaxter.
Pàgina 39 - Summer's the time for fun. Grasshopper Green has a quaint little house; It's under the hedge so gay. Grandmother Spider, as still as a mouse, Watches him over the way. Gladly he's calling the children, I know, Out in the beautiful sun; It's hopperty, skipperty, high and low, Summer's the time for fun.
Pàgina 73 - And there we would stay In the beautiful skies ; And through the bright clouds we would roam. We would see the sun set, And see the sun rise, And on the next rainbow come home.
Pàgina 44 - Come, little leaves," said the wind one day, "Come o'er the meadows with me and play, Put on your dresses of red and gold; Summer is gone and the days grow cold." Soon as the leaves heard the wind's loud call, Down they came fluttering, one and all ; Over the brown fields they danced and flew, Singing the soft little songs they knew.
Pàgina 46 - Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the wood — Oh, how the wind does blow! It stings the toes And bites the nose, As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the wood, To have a first-rate play; Hear the bells ring, ' ' Ting-a-ling-ding ! '
Pàgina 29 - Dear little blossoms, down under the snow, You must be weary of winter, I know; Hark! while I sing you a message of cheer, Summer is coming and spring-time is here!
Pàgina 29 - Little white snowdrop, I pray you arise; Bright yellow crocus, come, open your eyes ; Sweet little violets hid from the cold, Put on your mantles of purple and gold ; Daffodils, daffodils, say do you hear? Summer is coming, and spring-time is here!
Pàgina 37 - Good again, When I am thirsty To have nice rain ; Now I am stronger, Now I am cool ; Heat cannot burn me, My veins are so full.' Little white Lily Smells very sweet : On her head sunshine, Rain at her feet. ' Thanks to the sunshine, Thanks to the rain ! Little white Lily Is happy again ! G.

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