The Globe readers (ed. by A.F. Murison). Primer 1,2 (Google eBook)

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Alexander Falconer Murison
1881
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Page 49 - Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, Eating his Christmas pie. He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum, And said, " What a good boy am I ! " HEY, DIDDLE, DIDDLE Hey, diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon.
Page 95 - Very well! be off with you," said the Troll. But just then up came the big Billy-Goat Gruff. "TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP!" went the bridge, for the BillyGoat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him. "WHO'S THAT tramping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. "IT'S I! THE BIG BILLY GOAT GRUFF," said the Billy-Goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own. "Now, I'm coming to gobble you up,
Page 24 - The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts, All on a summer's day; The Knave of Hearts He stole those tarts, And took them clean away. The King of Hearts Called for the tarts, And beat the Knave full sore; The Knave of Hearts Brought back the tarts, And vowed he'd steal no more.
Page 93 - Trip, trap ; trip, trap !" went the bridge. " WHO'S THAT tripping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. " Oh ! it is only I, the tiniest billy-goat Gruff; and I'm going up to the hill-side to make myself fat," said the billy-goat, with such a small voice.
Page 95 - That was what the big billy-goat said ; and so he flew at the Troll and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the burn, and after that he went up to the hill-side. There the billy-goats got so fat, they were scarce able to walk home again ; and if the fat hasn't fallen off them, why they're still fat ; and so — " Snip, snap, snout, This tale's told out.
Page 94 - Trip, trap! trip, trap!" went the bridge. "WHO'S THAT tripping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. "Oh, it is only I, the tiniest billy-goat Gruff; and I'm going up to the hill-side to make myself fat," said the billy-goat, with such a small voice. "Now, I'm coming to gobble you up,
Page 74 - Jack Sprat could eat no fat, / His wife could eat no lean; / And so between them both, you see, / They licked the platter clean.
Page 93 - On the way up was a bridge over a burn they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly Troll, with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker. So first of all came the youngest billy-boat Gruff to cross the bridge. "Trip, trap; trip trap!" went the bridge. "WHO'S THAT tripping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. "Oh! it is only I, the tiniest billy-goat Gruff; and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy-goat, with such a small voice.
Page 76 - THERE was a little man, And he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook And saw a little duck, And he shot it right through the head, head, head.
Page 93 - Trip, Trap! Trip, Trap! Trip, Trap!" went the bridge. "WHO'S THAT tripping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. "Oh! it's the second billy-goat Gruff, and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy-goat, who hadn't such a small voice.

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