A poetry book for children [ed. by J.C.].D. Appleton & Company, 1854 - 144 էջ |
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... me go Out of doors at all to - day . They put away my playthings Because I broke them all , And then they lock'd up all my bricks , And took away my ball . Tell me , little rain - drops , Is that for Children . 15 Little Rain-Drops.
... me go Out of doors at all to - day . They put away my playthings Because I broke them all , And then they lock'd up all my bricks , And took away my ball . Tell me , little rain - drops , Is that for Children . 15 Little Rain-Drops.
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Poetry book J C. Tell me , little rain - drops , Is that the way you play , Pitter patter , pitter patter , All the rainy day ? They say I'm very naughty , But I've nothing else to do But sit here at the window ; I should like to play ...
Poetry book J C. Tell me , little rain - drops , Is that the way you play , Pitter patter , pitter patter , All the rainy day ? They say I'm very naughty , But I've nothing else to do But sit here at the window ; I should like to play ...
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... make a pretty curtsey , My dear little Rose . How old is your dolly ? Very young , I suppose , For she cannot go alone , My pretty little Rose .... Indeed I cannot tell , In poetry or prose , 20 A Poetry Book My Little Doll Rose.
... make a pretty curtsey , My dear little Rose . How old is your dolly ? Very young , I suppose , For she cannot go alone , My pretty little Rose .... Indeed I cannot tell , In poetry or prose , 20 A Poetry Book My Little Doll Rose.
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Poetry book J C. Indeed I cannot tell , In poetry or prose , How beautiful she is , My darling little Rose . THE NEW MOON . DEAR mother , how pretty The moon looks to - night , She was never so cunning before ; Her two little horns Are ...
Poetry book J C. Indeed I cannot tell , In poetry or prose , How beautiful she is , My darling little Rose . THE NEW MOON . DEAR mother , how pretty The moon looks to - night , She was never so cunning before ; Her two little horns Are ...
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... tell me why In the pleasant field you lie , Eating grass and daisies white , From the morning till the night : Ev'ry thing can something do , But what kind of use are you ? Nay , my little master , nay , Do not serve me so , I pray ...
... tell me why In the pleasant field you lie , Eating grass and daisies white , From the morning till the night : Ev'ry thing can something do , But what kind of use are you ? Nay , my little master , nay , Do not serve me so , I pray ...
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Էջ 126 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done; And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round...
Էջ 73 - THE frost looked forth one still clear night, And whispered, " Now I shall be out of sight ; So through the valley and over the height, In silence I'll take my way : I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain, But I'll be as busy as they.
Էջ 113 - What ails thee, young one ? what ? Why pull so at thy cord ? Is it not well with thee ? well both for bed and board ? Thy plot of grass is soft, and green as grass can be ; Rest, little young one, rest ; what is't that aileth thee?
Էջ 127 - twas all about," Young Peterkin he cries; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder-waiting eyes; "Now tell us all about the war, And what they fought each other for.
Էջ 103 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Էջ 102 - With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head — poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast. He...
Էջ 73 - I'll be as busy as they." 2. Then he flew to the mountain, and powdered its crest; He lit on the trees, and their boughs he dressed In diamond beads; and over the breast Of the quivering lake, he spread A coat of mail, that it need not fear The downward point of many a spear, That he hung on its margin, far and near, Where a rock could rear its head.
Էջ 128 - They say it was a shocking sight after the field was won; for many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun; but things like that, you know, must be after a famous victory. Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, and our good Prince Eugene. "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" said little Wilhelmine. "Nay... nay... my little girl," quoth he, "it was a famous victory.
Էջ 74 - He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane, like a fairy, crept; Wherever he breathed, wherever he...
Էջ 126 - Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he,...