Harper's Second Reader: In Two PartsHarper & Bros., 1888 - 208 pagini |
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Pagina 19
... cried Ar- thur . The black cloud covered all the sky , and he could not see which way to go . Then some big drops of rain began to fall , and the little boy was much afraid . to 4. " Oh , Dash , " he called out , " take me home my ...
... cried Ar- thur . The black cloud covered all the sky , and he could not see which way to go . Then some big drops of rain began to fall , and the little boy was much afraid . to 4. " Oh , Dash , " he called out , " take me home my ...
Pagina 22
... the end of the lane , " said he . And away ran Bessie to the field to find the lamb . 6. " Daisy , Daisy ! " cried the little girl ; and in a moment the lamb began to jump and run to her . It had grown much larger while 22 SECOND READER .
... the end of the lane , " said he . And away ran Bessie to the field to find the lamb . 6. " Daisy , Daisy ! " cried the little girl ; and in a moment the lamb began to jump and run to her . It had grown much larger while 22 SECOND READER .
Pagina 34
... 5. " That's right , mother ; wish for something very nice - a flower , or a cherry , or anything ! ” 6. " I wish for a flower , " said her mother , very slowly . - " Here it is ! " cried Bertie , handing 34 SECOND READER .
... 5. " That's right , mother ; wish for something very nice - a flower , or a cherry , or anything ! ” 6. " I wish for a flower , " said her mother , very slowly . - " Here it is ! " cried Bertie , handing 34 SECOND READER .
Pagina 35
In Two Parts. " Here it is ! " cried Bertie , handing her moth- " Now wish again , mother . " think , " said her mother ... cried Bertie ; her mother a little red bunch . know ? Are they sweet ? " and she gave 66 How did you 10. " Yes ...
In Two Parts. " Here it is ! " cried Bertie , handing her moth- " Now wish again , mother . " think , " said her mother ... cried Bertie ; her mother a little red bunch . know ? Are they sweet ? " and she gave 66 How did you 10. " Yes ...
Pagina 39
... cried for her more than a week , But I could not find where she lay . 3. I found my poor little doll , As I played in the garden one day , But they say she is not the same , For her paint is all washed away ; 4. And her arms are broken ...
... cried for her more than a week , But I could not find where she lay . 3. I found my poor little doll , As I played in the garden one day , But they say she is not the same , For her paint is all washed away ; 4. And her arms are broken ...
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Pagina 99 - I'll tell thee; Little Lamb, I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For he calls himself a Lamb. He is meek, and he is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by his name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Pagina 97 - Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky, Hundreds of shells on the shore together, Hundreds of birds that go singing by, Hundreds of lambs in the sunny weather. Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one mother the wide world over.
Pagina 190 - Little by little," said a thoughtful boy, " Moment by moment I'll well employ, Learning a little every day, And not spending all my time in play, And still this rule in my mind shall dwell, Whatever I do, I will do it well. " Little by little I'll learn to know The treasured wisdom of long ago ; And one of these days perhaps we'll see That the world will be the better for me.
Pagina 97 - Till they wake with morning light? God in heaven each name can tell, Knows them all and loves them well.
Pagina 189 - Little by little," an acorn said, As it slowly sank in its mossy bed, " I am improving every day, Hidden deep in the earth away." Little by little, each day it grew, Little by little, it sipped the dew ; Downward it sent out a threadlike root, Up in the air sprang a tiny shoot.
Pagina 99 - Gave thee life and bade thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little lamb, who made thee? Little lamb, I'll tell thee; Little lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called by thy name, For He calls himself a Lamb; He is meek and He is mild, He became a little child. I a child and thou a lamb...
Pagina 39 - 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...
Pagina 98 - This is the way the river flows : Here a whirl and there a dance ; Slowly now, then like a lance, Swiftly to the sea it goes, — This is the way the river flows. This is the way the birdie sings : "Baby birdies in the nest, You I surely love the best ; Over you I fold my wings" — • This is the way the birdie sings.
Pagina 162 - twould be! I would call to the stars To keep out of the way, Lest we should rock over their toes; And then I would rock Till the dawn of the day, And see where the pretty moon goes.
Pagina 187 - Beautiful hands are those that do Work that is earnest, brave and true. Moment by moment the long day through.