Evenings at home [by J. Aikin and A.L. Barbauld] in words of one syllable by Mary Godolphin, Bind 3101869 |
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Side 7
... feet , with your neck thrust out , you raise a laugh from all who see you . 66 As for me , I grant you I can move but on the ground ; yet , how fine is my shape , how full of strength my limbs , what a grace is there in the turn of my ...
... feet , with your neck thrust out , you raise a laugh from all who see you . 66 As for me , I grant you I can move but on the ground ; yet , how fine is my shape , how full of strength my limbs , what a grace is there in the turn of my ...
Side 9
... feet , dance round him , and wag his tail to show his joy ; at which the man gave him a pat on the head , and a few kind words , which sent him half out of his wits , so proud did it make him . On fine days the boys had him out for a ...
... feet , dance round him , and wag his tail to show his joy ; at which the man gave him a pat on the head , and a few kind words , which sent him half out of his wits , so proud did it make him . On fine days the boys had him out for a ...
Side 19
... feet , and he saw with scorn , the poor wood in which he had spent so great a part of his life . He was swift of limb , and it did not take him long to jump right round and spring to the top of a tree - when all his hopes fell to the ...
... feet , and he saw with scorn , the poor wood in which he had spent so great a part of his life . He was swift of limb , and it did not take him long to jump right round and spring to the top of a tree - when all his hopes fell to the ...
Side 23
... they lay on their nests , and form them to the right shape with their feet , and then they line them with down to make them soft for their young . Some too , have flies , gnats , and grubs in On the Swift Tribe . 23 Night 7. ...
... they lay on their nests , and form them to the right shape with their feet , and then they line them with down to make them soft for their young . Some too , have flies , gnats , and grubs in On the Swift Tribe . 23 Night 7. ...
Side 34
... feet would take them . At noon our men set to work to wash the sheep in the mill pond ; there were more than six score of them , and they were shut in the high field to dry . Some of them had a great dread of the pool ; and two of us ...
... feet would take them . At noon our men set to work to wash the sheep in the mill pond ; there were more than six score of them , and they were shut in the high field to dry . Some of them had a great dread of the pool ; and two of us ...
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Side 52 - I'll try if I can get it." Upon this, he set down his basket in the road, and began to climb up the tree. He had half ascended, when casting a look at his basket, he saw a dog with his nose in it, ferreting out the piece of kid's flesh. He made all possible speed down, but the dog was too quick for him, and ran off with the meat in his mouth. Eobinet looked after him — "Well," said he, "then I must be contented with soup-meagre — and no bad thing neither.
Side 123 - No sir ; but our Tom makes footballs to kick in the cold weather, and we set traps for birds ; and then I have a jumping pole...
Side 6 - My dear child, said the old Mouse, it is most happy that you did not go in, for this house is called a trap, and you would never have come out again, except to have been devoured, or put to death in some way or other.
Side 5 - I should have run in, directly, and taken possession of my new house, but I thought I would tell you first, that we might go in together, and both lodge there tonight, for it will hold us both. My dear child...
Side 126 - Are you not diy sometimes, this hot weather ? Boy. Yes, but there is water enough. Mr. L. Why, my little fellow, you are quite a philosopher ! Boy. Sir? Mr. L. I say you are a philosopher ; but I am sure you do not know what that means.
Side 63 - ... that the greatest value must be set upon that animal which is kept most for his own sake, without expecting from him any return of use and service. Now which of you can boast so much in that respect as I can? "As for you, horse, though you are very well fed and lodged, and have servants to attend upon you, and make you sleek and clean, yet all this is for the sake of your labour. Do not I see you taken out early every morning, put in chains, or fastened to the shafts of a heavy cart, and not...
Side 124 - I don't mind it much, for my mammy gives me a pie now and then, and that is as good. — Mr L. Would you not like a knife to cut sticks ? — Boy. I have one — here it is — brother Tom gave it me.