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... night lay down close by her . When it was hot , we used to stand in the shade of the trees ; and when it was cold , we went to a nice , warm shed near the house . As soon as I was old enough to eat grass , my mother used to go out to ...
... night lay down close by her . When it was hot , we used to stand in the shade of the trees ; and when it was cold , we went to a nice , warm shed near the house . As soon as I was old enough to eat grass , my mother used to go out to ...
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... night , and the day , and the sky , and the woods , and the streams , and the flowers . By and by , from having heard these so often , they began to believe them them- selves . We smile at these make - believe stories now , and read ...
... night , and the day , and the sky , and the woods , and the streams , and the flowers . By and by , from having heard these so often , they began to believe them them- selves . We smile at these make - believe stories now , and read ...
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... night the day , Thou canst not then be false to any man . Shakespeare . One with God is always a majority . -Wendell Phillips . 26. ONE , TWO , THREE . twist guess stirred fin gerş knee right mā ple quite key chi'na - cloş et clothes ...
... night the day , Thou canst not then be false to any man . Shakespeare . One with God is always a majority . -Wendell Phillips . 26. ONE , TWO , THREE . twist guess stirred fin gerş knee right mā ple quite key chi'na - cloş et clothes ...
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... night , While the stars that over - sprinkle All the heavens , seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight . 27. WHY THE FLOWERS DIE . nymph peace form pop'pieş pome grǎn'ate Ju'pi ter chăr'ï ot ăn swer wrapped Çe'reş month comb hon'ey ...
... night , While the stars that over - sprinkle All the heavens , seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight . 27. WHY THE FLOWERS DIE . nymph peace form pop'pieş pome grǎn'ate Ju'pi ter chăr'ï ot ăn swer wrapped Çe'reş month comb hon'ey ...
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... nights she stayed there , under the sunlight , under the moonlight , and in the falling rain , weeping for Proserpine . Then an old man came out to gather sticks for his fire . His little girl was driving home their two goats . As she ...
... nights she stayed there , under the sunlight , under the moonlight , and in the falling rain , weeping for Proserpine . Then an old man came out to gather sticks for his fire . His little girl was driving home their two goats . As she ...
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Page 59 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them
Page 12 - And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right — The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Page 68 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 149 - DAYBREAK. A WIND came up out of the sea, And said, " O mists, make room for me.' It hailed the ships, and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone." And hurried landward far away, Crying, " Awake ! it is the day." It said unto the forest, " Shout ! Hang all your leafy banners out ! " It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing.
Page 12 - His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.
Page 151 - t was a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea. But I shall name you the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle-bed; So shut your eyes...
Page 58 - Nokomis ?" And the good Nokomis answered : " That is but the owl and owlet, Talking in their native language, Talking, scolding at each other.
Page 57 - There the wrinkled, old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will get thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Page 86 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree: It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills.
Page 8 - James!" He came close to her, and lifting up her calm, clear, beautiful eyes, she gave him a long look, turned to me kindly but shortly, looked for Rab but could not see him, then turned to her husband again, as if she would never leave off looking, shut her eyes, and composed herself. She lay for some time breathing quick, and passed away so gently, that when we thought she was gone, James, in his old-fashioned way, held the mirror to her face.