Fairy Frisket; or, Peeps at insect life, by A.L.O.E. |
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Fairy Frisket: Or Peeps at Insect Life (1874) L. O. E. A. L. O. E.,Charlotte Maria Tucker No preview available - 2008 |
Fairy Frisket: Or Peeps at Insect Life (1874) L. O. E. A. L. O. E.,Charlotte Maria Tucker No preview available - 2008 |
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amazons amongst amusing Angela ant-hill ant-lion ants aphides asked Sydney beautiful bert blue velvet brooch brother butterflies and moths butterfly called caterpillar cheek chrysalis cocoon companion continued the fairy creature cried Frisket cried Philibert cried Sydney curious dear exclaimed Philibert exclaimed Sydney Fairy Frisket fairy's Fairydell Hall fancy foraging-ants glass goat-moth grapes Gray green grub guest heard heigh-ho horrid Huber human insect kind Know-a-bit labour lady larva LEAF-ROLLERS Lepidoptera little fairy looked Mary Master Philibert mortals moth mother negroes nest never numbers observed Sydney peacock-butterfly Phili Philibert Philimore pismire pleasure pomatum poor little poor Philibert pretty pulled pupae purple emperor race replied Sydney scarcely seemed seen sister smile spider squire squire's sting-brush Sydney Pierce Sydney's tart tassel termites there's thing thought tiny touch tree uttered Vanessa Vanessa Atalanta veal cutlets Violet wand wings wonderful wood wood-ants young
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Page 132 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh, ho*! the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend remembered not.
Page 13 - WHERE the bee sucks there lurk I, In a cowslip's bell I lie ; There I couch when owls do cry ; On a bat's back do I fly, After sunset merrily — Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Page 132 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Page 22 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla. lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla. lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Page 38 - A long pull, and a strong pull, and a pull all together ! [Cries, and drops his face on arm, upon table.
Page 37 - UK his merry throat, Unto the sweet bird's note, Come hither, come hither, come hither, Here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weather. I had now come in sight of the house. It is a large building of brick, with stone quoins, and is in the gothic style of Queen Elizabeth's day, having been built in the first year of her reign. The exterior remains very nearly in...
Page 131 - He that ruleth his spirit is greater than he that taketh a city.
Page 138 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lip and the nodding violet grows, O'er-canopy'd with lufcious woodbine, With fweet mufk-rofes, and with eglantine.
Page 68 - The reason the Cinghalese assign for the horrible pain occasioned by their bite is curious, and will serve to amuse you. " Formerly these ants went to ask a wife of the Noya, a venomous and noble kind of snake ; and because they had such a high spirit to dare to offer to be related to such a generous creature...