The illustrated readers, Bücher 2

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Seite 75 - Old John, with white hair, Does laugh away care, Sitting under the oak, Among the old folk; They laugh at our play, And soon they all say: "Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green.
Seite 38 - I've sung my hymn to the parting day; So now I haste to my quiet nook In yon dewy meadow — good-night, Sir Rook! " " Good-night, poor Lark," said his titled friend, With a haughty toss and a distant bend; " I also go to my rest profound, But not to sleep on the cold, damp ground. The fittest place for a bird like me Is the topmost bough of yon tall pine-tree.
Seite 75 - THE sun does arise And make happy the skies ; The merry bells ring To welcome the spring ; The skylark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around To the bells' cheerful sound, While our sports shall be seen On the echoing green.
Seite 63 - GLAD to see you, little bird, 'Twas your pretty chirp I heard : What, did you intend to say, " Give me something this cold day...
Seite 93 - And when he had finished his gay little song, He flew down in the street and went hopping along, This way and that way with both little feet, While his sharp little eyes looked for something to eat. 3. A little boy said to him,
Seite 52 - I know only one trick," answered the Cat, meekly. " And pray what is that ? " he asked. " Well," she said, " if the hounds are behind me, I can spring up into a tree and save myself." " Is that all ? " cried the Fox ; " why, I am master of a hundred tricks, and have over and above all a sackful of cunning ; but I pity you, puss; so come with me, and I will teach you how to baffle both men and hounds.
Seite 94 - Every bird that can wade in the water can walk, Every bird that can scratch in the dirt can walk, Every bird that has claws to catch prey can walk, One foot at a time, like the hen and the hawk.
Seite 75 - Till the little ones, weary, No more can be merry ; The sun does descend, And our sports have an end. Round the laps of their mothers Many sisters and brothers, Like birds in their nest, Are ready for rest ; And sport no more seen On the darkening green.
Seite 101 - Or pleasure's laugh, or labour's hum, Entice your feet to stray ; Some one is always watching you, And, whether wrong or right, No child in all this busy world Is ever out of sight.
Seite 38 - said a little lark. " The daylight fades ; it will soon be dark ; I've bathed my wings in the sun's last ray; I've sung my hymn to the parting day; So now I haste to my quiet nook In yon dewy meadow — good-night, Sir Rook ! **

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