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Стр. 36 - A FAIR little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see ; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, " Dear work, goodnight, goodnight ! ' Such a number of rooks came over her head, Crying " Caw, caw ! " on their way to bed, She said, as she watched their curious flight, " Little black things, good night, good night ! ' The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed, The sheep's "Bleat!
Стр. 36 - Though she saw him there, like a ball of light ; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head — The violets curtsied and went to bed ; And good little Lucy tied up her hair, And said, on her knees, her favourite prayer.
Стр. 26 - I like little pussy, her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm, So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away, But pussy and I very gently will play...
Стр. 23 - Lord, how sullen he would be ? He would catch a crumb, and then Sporting let it go again, He from my lip Would moisture sip, He would from my trencher feed, Then would hop, and then would run, And cry Philip when h' had done, O whose heart can choose but bleed ? O how eager would he fight?
Стр. 33 - Lady-bird ! lady-bird ! fly away home ; — The field-mouse has gone to her nest, The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, And the bees and the birds are at rest.
Стр. 49 - An old woman lives in this hovel, and with her a little boy and girl, the children of a beggar, who died, and left these orphans perishing with hunger. They thought themselves very happy...
Стр. 23 - Lesbia on her sparrow," is pretty and runs trippingly. " Tell me not of joy : there's none Now my little sparrow's gone ; He, just as you Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord, how sullen he would be ? He would catch a crumb, and then Sporting let it go again, He from my lip Would moisture sip, He would from my trencher feed, Then would hop...
Стр. 36 - And said, on her knees, her favorite prayer. And while on her pillow she softly lay, She knew nothing more till again it was day; And all things said to the beautiful sun, "Good morning, good morning! our work is begun.
Стр. 57 - If she has so many, and we like to have so many, to be sure she will,' said Paul ; ' but I think we should not like to have two hundred and fifty-two dozen of plums; we could not eat such a number.
Стр. 50 - But it is very hard work for you to go up and down that hill. You often say that you are tired, and then you know that you cannot spin all that time. Now, if we might go up the hill and put the stones behind the wheels, you could sit still at your work ; and would not the people give us the halfpence ? and could not we bring them all to you ? Do, pray, dear grandmother, try us for one day — to-morrow, will you?