Golden Treasury Readers: Primer, [First-fifth Reader]

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Page 113 - He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
Page 68 - twas a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea But I shall name you the fishermen three : Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle-bed. So shut your eyes while mother sings Of wonderful sights that be, And you shall see the beautiful things As you rock in the misty sea, Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.
Page 114 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Page 66 - WYNKEN, Blynken and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe — Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew. " Where are you going, and what do you wish ? " The old moon asked the three. " We have come to fish for the herring fish That live in this beautiful sea ; Nets of silver and gold have we ! " Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.
Page 67 - That live in this beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we," Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song, As they rocked in the wooden shoe; And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew; The little stars were the herring-fish That lived in the beautiful sea. "Now cast your nets wherever you wish — Never afeard are we!
Page 126 - THERE'S no dew left on the daisies and clover, There's no rain left in heaven : I've said my '' seven times " over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter; My birthday lessons are done ; The lambs play always, they know no better; They are only one times one.
Page 42 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Page 67 - Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed As if it could not be, And some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea But I shall name you the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
Page 41 - WHO LIKES THE RAIN? I" SAID the duck, " I call it fun, > For I have my little red rubbers on ; They make a cunning three-toed track In the soft, cool mud. Quack ! Quack ! Quack ! '' " I," cried the dandelion, " I, My roots are thirsty, my buds are dry ; '* And she lifted a towsled yellow head Out of her green and grassy bed.
Page 127 - I have seen you sailing And shining so round and low; You were bright, ah bright! but your light is failing, — You are nothing now but a bow. You Moon, have you done something wrong in heaven, That God has hidden your face? 1 hope if you have, you will soon be forgiven, And shine again in your place. 0 velvet bee, you're a dusty fellow ; You've powdered your legs with gold...

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