The Children's prize [afterw.] The Prize for boys and girls [afterw.] The Prize1874 |
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... Once she spoke to a gardener about it ' Our little Donald 36 ... 53 60 ... Bertie colouring the Pictures in his ' Prize ' 61 ' Oh , my darling little Bird ! ' cried Hester 168 ... ... ' Beside the lock , by the water - mill ' 68 ...
... Once she spoke to a gardener about it ' Our little Donald 36 ... 53 60 ... Bertie colouring the Pictures in his ' Prize ' 61 ' Oh , my darling little Bird ! ' cried Hester 168 ... ... ' Beside the lock , by the water - mill ' 68 ...
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... once was here , So I am told ; but now , I fear , I ne'er shall see her face . How was she killed ? or did she run With antic gambol , sport , and fun , Away from this sweet place ? Now if another kit you've got , Then it must be my ill ...
... once was here , So I am told ; but now , I fear , I ne'er shall see her face . How was she killed ? or did she run With antic gambol , sport , and fun , Away from this sweet place ? Now if another kit you've got , Then it must be my ill ...
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... Once or twice she looked about for the pretty flower , and Jack picked it up , as it had fallen from the round soft hand . The only smiles she had that night were for the snowdrop , and they were pitiful little shadows of her usual ...
... Once or twice she looked about for the pretty flower , and Jack picked it up , as it had fallen from the round soft hand . The only smiles she had that night were for the snowdrop , and they were pitiful little shadows of her usual ...
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... once he had com- pared it to the more precious little flower that lay now in the same sheltering earth ? Jack made no objection to having a little headstone put up over his baby ; he and Milly had a store of golden coins put by for a ...
... once he had com- pared it to the more precious little flower that lay now in the same sheltering earth ? Jack made no objection to having a little headstone put up over his baby ; he and Milly had a store of golden coins put by for a ...
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... once more laughingly from the court- yard to the window , from which the little boy shouted merrily , Good - bye , Lace Chrissy ; don't be too late to - morrow , for we start at six . ' CHAPTER II . THE next morning , about half - past ...
... once more laughingly from the court- yard to the window , from which the little boy shouted merrily , Good - bye , Lace Chrissy ; don't be too late to - morrow , for we start at six . ' CHAPTER II . THE next morning , about half - past ...
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asked Azrael baby beautiful began big boots birds bright brother Brownie Bullhead called chaffinch Charlie child Childland CHILDREN'S PRIZE Chrissy church clothes cold cried Daisy darling dear Demosthenes Denston Dick door Dunstable Edna eyes face father Filey Brigg flowers Flying Fish glad Granny Grasmere hand happy HARRISON WEIR Harry head hear heard heart Jack and Bridget Jessie Kate kind knew laugh little boy little Daisy little girl Little Hans live looked Miss Moorook morning mother naughty nest never night nurse once Penny play poor little pretty Primrose round Sarah Green sister sleep smile snowdrop soon sorry stay Stella stood story sure sweet t'ring tears tell things thought tired told took tree turned voice walk watch window wish woman wonder wren's nest
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Side 161 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Side 130 - If Thou should'st call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine ; I only yield Thee what is Thine :
Side 15 - But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
Side 15 - And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene ; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
Side 130 - My God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way, 0 teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done!
Side 107 - Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — Thine let our offspring be.
Side 65 - Where daisies opened to the sun, In a broad meadow, green and white, The lambs were racing eagerly — • We never saw a prettier sight. We saw upon the shady banks Long rows of golden flowers shine, And first mistook for buttercups The star-shaped yellow celandine.
Side 107 - And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — Thine let our offspring be. ~ 4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear ; Ye children, seek his face ; And fly with transport to receive The blessings of his grace.
Side 65 - And from the earth the plough turned up There came a sweet refreshing smell, Such as the lily of the vale Sends forth from many a woodland dell. We saw the yellow wall-flower wave Upon a mouldering castle wall, And then we watched the busy rooks Among the ancient elm trees tall.
Side 157 - To warm and to guard them, her love was so strong ; And her mate sat beside her and sung her a song. One day the young birds were all crying for food, So off flew their mother away from her brood ; And up came some boys who were wicked and rude.