Holton-Curry Readers, Band 2

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Rand McNally & Company, 1914
 

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Seite 151 - The thrush that carols at the dawn of day From the green steeples of the piny wood ; The oriole in the elm ; the noisy jay, Jargoning like a foreigner at his food; The blue-bird balanced on some topmost spray, Flooding with melody the neighborhood: Linnet and meadow-lark, and all the throng That dwell in nests, and have the gift of song.
Seite 146 - The 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!
Seite 69 - He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
Seite 156 - IN winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day.
Seite 23 - AUTUMN FIRES IN the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The gray smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall!
Seite 52 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Seite 32 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing?
Seite 77 - On Christmas Day in the morning. And all the bells on earth shall ring, On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day, And all the angels in heaven shall sing, On Christmas Day in the morning.
Seite 133 - TWENTY froggies went to school Down beside a rushy pool, — Twenty little coats of green; Twenty vests, all white and clean.
Seite 153 - The summer came, and all the birds were dead; The days were like hot coals; the very ground Was burned to ashes; in the orchards fed Myriads of caterpillars, and around The cultivated fields and garden beds Hosts of devouring insects crawled, and found No foe to check their march till they had made The land a desert, without leaf or shade.

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