My second (-fourth) book, Bøger 2–3

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Side 88 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Side 6 - And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Side 107 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Side 124 - My God, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise, And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines.
Side 93 - All this day Thy hand has led me, — And I thank thee for thy care ; Thou hast clothed me, warmed and fed me, Listen to my evening prayer. Let my sins be all forgiven ! Bless the friends I love so well ! Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell ! VI.
Side 47 - Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day, That was against the rule; It made the children laugh and play, To see a lamb at school.
Side 68 - DEAR mother/' said a little fish, " Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try."
Side 66 - ... had a great many sheep and lambs. He took a great deal of care of them, and gave them sweet fresh grass to eat, and clear water to drink ; and if they were sick he was very good to them ; and when they climbed up a steep hill, and the lambs were tired, he used to carry them in his arms ; and when they were all eating their suppers in the field, he used to sit upon a stile, and play them a tune, and sing to them ; and so they were the happiest sheep and lambs in the whole world.
Side 28 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Side 114 - Little hardy flowers, like to children poor Playing in their sturdy health by their mother's door...

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