The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Bind 1 |
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Side 10
... grass is fresh and fine , Pretty cow , go there and dine . kite sing soar might sting four round ground sight string pour town right wing roar gown Let me THE BOYS AND THE KITE . See the boy with his new kite . go and hold it up for him ...
... grass is fresh and fine , Pretty cow , go there and dine . kite sing soar might sting four round ground sight string pour town right wing roar gown Let me THE BOYS AND THE KITE . See the boy with his new kite . go and hold it up for him ...
Side 26
... grass with dew is wet , And through the dark the bats now fly . The lambs have now lain down to sleep , The birds have long since sought their nests , The air is still ; and dark and deep On the hill - side the old wood rests . Yet , of ...
... grass with dew is wet , And through the dark the bats now fly . The lambs have now lain down to sleep , The birds have long since sought their nests , The air is still ; and dark and deep On the hill - side the old wood rests . Yet , of ...
Side 30
... grass and dai - sies white , From the morn - ing till the night ? Every thing can something do , But what kind of use are you ? ( SHEEP ) True , it seems a pleasant thing , Nip - ping dai - sies in the spring ; But O , how many days I ...
... grass and dai - sies white , From the morn - ing till the night ? Every thing can something do , But what kind of use are you ? ( SHEEP ) True , it seems a pleasant thing , Nip - ping dai - sies in the spring ; But O , how many days I ...
Side 31
... grass down with the scythe . The grass is then left for a day or two , that the sun may dry it . Then men , women , boys , and girls , go into the fields with rakes and forks , and throw it about , or , as they call it , " make the hay ...
... grass down with the scythe . The grass is then left for a day or two , that the sun may dry it . Then men , women , boys , and girls , go into the fields with rakes and forks , and throw it about , or , as they call it , " make the hay ...
Side 32
... grass to grow , the birds to sing ; Then , sum - mer comes with per - fumed hand , And covers with gay flowers , the land ; Next , Au - tumn , with the gold - en hair , Scat - t'ring bounties every where ; Last , Winter follows in the ...
... grass to grow , the birds to sing ; Then , sum - mer comes with per - fumed hand , And covers with gay flowers , the land ; Next , Au - tumn , with the gold - en hair , Scat - t'ring bounties every where ; Last , Winter follows in the ...
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Betty Pringle big billy-goat Gruff birdie birds black-board bonny song bridge butter Christmas pie Cocky-locky cream cuckoo Ding dong Ducky-daddles fawn field flies frighten'd gaed going to-day gone Goosy-poosy grass grey greedy hawk Henny-penny hill-side idle Jack Horner King to sing kite lamb little boy little girl Little Robin Red-breast Mary masts mee-ow Meggy and Herbert mi-ow milk mittens moolly cow mother dear Muschy nest nice noon numbers play pleasant plough pretty purr-r puss pussy Pussy-cat Quack Rhymes roared the troll sail ship sky is falling sly fox snipe song teeny-tiny bone teeny-tiny clothes teeny-tiny head teeny-tiny house teeny-tiny voice teeny-tiny woman tell the King three little kittens tree trip and go TRIP-TRAP Turkey-lurky walk warm wash'd wee boy wee robin answer'd wee robin flew wheat wool young goat yule morning
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Side 41 - Direct, control, suggest this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite...
Side 14 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds; And when the weeds begin to grow, It's like a garden full of snow; And when the snow begins to fall, It's like a bird upon the wall; And when the bird away does fly, It's like an eagle in the sky; And when the sky begins to roar, It's like a lion at the door; And when the door begins to crack, It's like a stick across your back; And when your back begins to smart, It's like a penknife in your heart; And when your heart begins to bleed,...
Side 36 - ONCE on a time there were three Billy-goats, who were to go up to the hill-side to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was " Gruff." On the way up was a bridge over a burn they had to cross ; and under the bridge lived a great ugly Troll, with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker. So first of all came the youngest billy-goat Gruff to cross the bridge. " Trip, trap ! trip, trap !
Side 43 - And he saw a bee flying about, first upon one flower, and then upon another ; so he said, Pretty bee ! will you come and play with me 1 But the bee said, No, I must not be idle, I must go and gather honey.
Side 30 - The Sheep. LAZY sheep, pray tell me why In the pleasant fields you lie, Eating grass and daisies white, From the morning till the night ? Every thing can something do, But what kind of use are you...
Side 38 - That was what the big billy-goat said ; and so he flew at the Troll and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the burn, and after that he went up to the hill-side. There the billy-goats got so fat, they were scarce able to walk home again ; and if the fat hasn't fallen off them, why they're still fat ; and so — " Snip, snap, snout, This tale's told out.
Side 4 - And away Robin ran; Says little Robin Redbreast, 'Catch me if you can.
Side 33 - Where are you going to-day, Ducky-daddies, Cocky-locky, and Henny-penny?" And they said: "Oh, Goosie-poosie, the sky is falling, and we are going to tell the king.
Side 36 - TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP!" went the bridge. "WHO'S THAT tripping over my bridge?" roared the Troll. " Oh ! it's the second billy-goat Gruff, and I 'm going up to the hill-side to make myself fat," said the billy-goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
Side 25 - ... flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising ; There are forty feeding like one ! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill ; The Plough-boy is whooping — anon — anon...