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Page 39 - 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.
Page 123 - What to them is weather, What are stormy showers ? Buttercups and daisies Are these human flowers ! He who gave them hardship And a life of care, Gave them likewise hardy strength And patient hearts to bear.
Page 91 - A fair little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see ; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, "Dear work, good night, good night!
Page 55 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Page 91 - And while on her pillow she softly lay, She knew nothing more till again it was day; And all things said to the beautiful sun, "Good morning! good morning! our work is begun!
Page 62 - RING-TING ! I wish I were a Primrose, A bright yellow Primrose, blowing in the spring The stooping boughs above me, The wandering bee to love me, The fern and moss to creep across, And the Elm-tree for our king ! Nay — stay ! I wish I were an Elm-tree, A great, lofty Elm-tree, with green leaves gay ! The winds would set them dancing, The sun and moonshine glance in, The birds would house among the boughs, And sweetly sing.
Page 143 - O columbine, open your folded wrapper, Where two twin turtle-doves dwell ? 0 cuckoopint, toll me the purple clapper That hangs in your clear green bell! And show me your nest with the young ones in It; I will not steal them away; 1 am old ! you may trust me, linnet, linnet, — I am seven times one to-day.
Page 129 - Katy; and corn will grow, And peaches redden for you to eat, When the South begins to blow. Which is the wind that brings the rain ? The East Wind, Arty; and farmers know That cows come shivering up the lane, When the East begins to blow. Which is the -wind that brings the flowers ? The West Wind, Bessy; and soft and low The birdies sing in the summer hours, When the West begins to blow.
Page 128 - Which is the wind that brings the cold ? The North Wind, Freddy, and all the snow ; And the sheep will scamper into the fold When the North begins to blow. Which is the wind that brings the heat ? The South Wind, Katy; and corn will grow, And peaches redden for you to eat, When the South begins to blow.