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Page 90 - Ah, you are so great, and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet when I said my prayers today, A whisper within me seemed to say: " You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot; You can love and think, and the Earth cannot 1
Page 70 - LAMB. Mary had a little lamb ; Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.
Page 29 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page 35 - This little pig went to market. This little pig stayed at home. This little pig had roast beef. This little pig had none. This little pig cried, "Wee, wee!
Page 70 - MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day, That was against the rule; It made the children laugh and play, To see a lamb at school.
Page 89 - GREAT, wide, beautiful, wonderful World, With the wonderful water round you curled, And the wonderful grass upon your breast, — World, you are beautifully drest. " The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree : It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills.
Page 23 - When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveller in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark : He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
Page 89 - You friendly Earth, how far do you go, With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?