John Heywood's complete series of home lesson books, Bog 7

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John Heywood, 1882 - 176 sider
 

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Side 21 - Let us gather up the sunbeams Lying all around our path ; Let us keep the wheat and roses, Casting out the thorns and chaff; Let us find our sweetest comfort In the blessings of to-day, With a patient hand removing All the briers from the way.
Side 24 - If we knew the baby fingers Pressed against the window pane Would be cold and stiff to-morrow — Never trouble us again — Would the bright eyes of our darling Catch the frown upon our brow ? Would the print of rosy fingers Vex us then as they do now...
Side 61 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Side 6 - Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above.
Side 64 - Then naked and white, all their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds and sport in the wind ; And the angel told Tom if he'd be a good boy, He'd have God for his father and never want joy.
Side 27 - Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly," 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
Side 18 - God will surely ask, Ere I enter heaven, Have I done the task Which to me was given ? Little drops of rain Bring the springing flowers ; And I may attain Much by little powers.
Side 60 - ... for fear of another mischance, she took me in her mouth to a dark hole, where she kept me till I could see, and was able to run by her side. As soon as I came to light again, my little mistress took possession of me, and tended me very carefully.
Side 22 - Strange we never prize the music Till the sweet-voiced bird has flown ; Strange that we should slight the violets. Till the lovely flowers are gone ; Strange that Summer skies and sunshine Never seem one-half so fair, As when Winter's snowy pinions Shake the white down in the air!
Side 2 - The work of girls will be judged more leniently than that of boj-s, and the Inspector may examine scholars in the work of any Standard lower than that in which they, are presented, and in mental arithmetic suitable to their respective Standards.

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