Golden Treasury Readers, Book 1

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Page 44 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, • Let me rise and fly away.
Page 104 - In the heart of a seed, Buried deep, so deep! A dear little plant Lay fast asleep! "Wake!" said the sunshine, "And creep to the light!
Page 106 - With trees on either hand. Green leaves a-floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a-boating — Where will all come home? On goes the river And out past the mill, Away down the valley, Away down the hill. Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore.
Page 12 - Stick won't beat dog ; Dog won't bite pig ; Pig won't get over the stile ; And I shall not get home to-night.
Page 83 - Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind ? Neither you nor I : But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Page 2 - First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she came to the cow, and thus began: "Pray, Cow, give me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat may give me my own tail again.
Page 95 - Boats sail on the rivers, And ships sail on the seas; But clouds that sail across the sky Are prettier far than these. There are bridges on the rivers, As pretty as you please; But the bow that bridges heaven And overtops the trees, And builds a road from earth to sky, Is prettier far than these.
Page 50 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 11 - 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 105 - Sleep, baby, sleep! The large stars are the sheep ; The little stars are the lambs, I guess ; And the gentle moon is the shepherdess. Sleep, baby, sleep!

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