Story book friends

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Little, Brown, and Company, 1908 - Language Arts & Disciplines - 191 pages

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Page 115 - The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down ; The gentian's bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun ; The sedges flaunt their harvest In every meadow nook, And asters by the brookside Make asters in the brook; From dewy lanes at morning The grapes...
Page 165 - Then the Spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. Only in the garden of the Selfish Giant it was still winter. The birds did not care to sing in it as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a...
Page 165 - Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice-board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. The only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. " Spring has forgotten this garden," they cried, " so we will live here all the year round.
Page 32 - 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 30 - Hickory, dickory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down. Hickory dickory dock.
Page 83 - WHICHEVER way the wind doth blow, Some heart is glad to have it so; Then blow it east or blow it west, The wind that blows, that wind is best.
Page 61 - Hush ! the waves are rolling in, White with foam, white with foam : Father toils amid the din ; But baby sleeps at home.
Page 31 - And all the people passing by Looked up to see the bird That made the sweetest melody That ever they had heard. But all the bright eyes looked in vain, For birdie was so small, And with a modest, dark-brown coat He made no show at all. " Papa, dear," little Gracie said, " Where can this birdie be ? If / could sing a song like that, I'd sit where folks could see.
Page 169 - And the Giant's heart melted as he looked out. "How selfish I have been !" he said ; "now I know why the Spring would not come here. I will put that poor little boy on the top of the tree, and then I will knock down the wall, and my garden shall be the children's playground for ever and ever.
Page 75 - O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October's bright blue weather; When loud the bumblebee makes haste, Belated, thriftless vagrant, And goldenrod is dying fast, And lanes with grapes are fragrant; When gentians roll their fringes tight To save them for the morning, And chestnuts fall from satin...

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