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Page 9 - I," said the Sparrow, "With my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin." Who saw him die? "I," said the Fly, "With my little eye, I saw him die.
Page 45 - Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November ; All the rest have thirty-one, Except the second month alone, Which has but twenty-eight, in fine, Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.
Page 60 - But the dog would not. She went a little farther, and she met a stick. So she said, " Stick ! stick ! beat dog ; dog won't bite pig ; piggy won't get over the stile, and I shan't get home to-night.
Page 21 - I'm going a-milking, sir, she said. May I go with you, my pretty maid? You're kindly welcome, sir, she said. Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid? Yes, if you please, kind sir, she said. What is your father, my pretty maid? My father's a farmer, sir, she said. What is your fortune, my pretty maid? My face is my fortune, sir, she said. Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid.
Page 16 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Page 62 - So away went the old woman to the cow. And the cow said to her, " If you will go to 62 THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG. yonder haystack and fetch me a handful of hay, I'll give you the milk.
Page 49 - GOD bless the master of this house, The mistress, also, And all the little children, That round the table go : And all your kin and kinsfolk. That dwell both far and near ; I wish you a merry Christmas, And a happy new year.
Page 69 - Though she saw him there, like a ball of light; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head — The violets curtsied, and went to bed; And good little Lucy tied up her hair, And said, on her knees, her favourite prayer.