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Page 54 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling.
Page 4 - We shall always love the Stars and Stripes, And we mean to be ever true To this land of ours, and the dear old flag, The Red, the White, and the Blue.
Page 88 - Pretty moon, pretty moon, How you shine on the door, And make it all bright On my nursery floor! You shine on my playthings, And show me their place, And I love to look up At your pretty bright face.
Page 62 - RAIN THE rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.
Page 70 - Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Page 106 - I would say : Be you tempted as you may, Each day, and every day, Speak what is true ! True things, in great and small ; Then, though the sky should fall, Sun, moon, and stars, and all, Heaven would show through...
Page 117 - For peace and for plenty, for freedom, for rest, For joy in the land, from the east to the west; For the dear starry flag with its red, white, and blue, We thank Thee from hearts that are honest and true.
Page 99 - The pure white lily raised its cup At Easter time, at Easter time; The crocus to the sky looked up At happy Easter time. 'We'll hear the song of Heaven!
Page 82 - OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded ; This is the secret of despair, Long in...