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began Betty Big Gruff Biggest Gruff bird boots bridge Brown buzz cells Chicken Little claws clucking hen creep croak curled dance dear doll DOLL'S HOUSE donkey eggs eyes fairy fan'-cied farmer flew flies Frisk frog good-by to everything grubs hawk heard Hen-Pen hive hole honey hurt kill kind laugh legs LESSON Little Bo-Peep little boy little girls Little Gruff little lark little mouse look merry lark Miss Dinks mother mouth Nelly nest never nice night nose old queen once Pat-a-cake piece of cheese play pulled queen bees Queen Mab R. L. Stevenson roared the troll robin round sang Santa Claus sheep sing sky is falling sly fox Smudge snug song sorry spider sweet swing tail tell things thread tired told tongue tree walk warm wasp Willie young queen
Page 112 - Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. One for my master and One for my dame, One for the little boy who lives down the lane. Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Page 4 - I once had a sweet little doll, dears, The prettiest doll in the world; Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears, And her hair was so charmingly curled. But I lost my poor little doll, dears, As I played in the...
Page 13 - SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said : ' Ain't you 'shamed,...
Page 116 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Page 21 - Robin Redbreast told me. Up among the leaves so deep, Where the sunbeams rarely creep. Long before the winds are cold, Long before the leaves are gold, Bright-eyed stars will peep and see Baby robins one, two, three: That's what Robin told me.
Page 114 - TOM, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig, and away he run ! The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, And Tom went roaring down the street ! XXXVII.
Page 64 - My little chicks will soon be hatched, I'll think about it then." The clucking hen sat on her nest, She made it in the hay; And warm and snug beneath her breast A dozen white eggs lay. Crack, crack, went all the eggs; Out dropped the chickens small! "Cluck," said the clucking hen, "Now I have you all. "Come along my little chicks, I'll take a walk with you
Page 121 - All made of the back-bedroom chairs, And filled it full of sofa pillows To go a-sailing on the billows. We took a saw and several nails, And water in the nursery pails; And Tom said, "Let us also take An apple and a slice of cake;" — Which was enough for Tom and me To go a-sailing on, till tea. We sailed along for days and days, And had the very best of plays; But Tom fell out and hurt his knee, So there was no one left but me.