Songs for the Little Ones at HomeAmerican Tract Society, 1852 - 288 sider |
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Mary O. Ward. LEARNING TO WALK . Come , my darling , come away , Take a pretty walk to - day ; Run along , and never fear , I'll take care of baby dear ; Up and down with little feet , That's the way to walk , my sweet . Now you are so ...
Mary O. Ward. LEARNING TO WALK . Come , my darling , come away , Take a pretty walk to - day ; Run along , and never fear , I'll take care of baby dear ; Up and down with little feet , That's the way to walk , my sweet . Now you are so ...
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... in night - clothes all day . But then they can have no breakfast to eat , Nor walk with their mother or aunt ; At dinner they'll neither have pudding nor meat , Nor any thing else that they want . Then who would be naughty , and sit all the ...
... in night - clothes all day . But then they can have no breakfast to eat , Nor walk with their mother or aunt ; At dinner they'll neither have pudding nor meat , Nor any thing else that they want . Then who would be naughty , and sit all the ...
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... to do : I must dress me quick and neat , Nice and clean from head to feet ; Good cold water must not spare , Brush my ... day I the Saviour can obey ; How God's name can hallowed be , And his will be done by me . I must be a Christian ...
... to do : I must dress me quick and neat , Nice and clean from head to feet ; Good cold water must not spare , Brush my ... day I the Saviour can obey ; How God's name can hallowed be , And his will be done by me . I must be a Christian ...
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... after a while , but how long I can't tell , The little ones crept , one by one , from the shell , And their mother was pleased , for she loved them all well . She spread her soft wings o'er them all the day long To warm them and guard ...
... after a while , but how long I can't tell , The little ones crept , one by one , from the shell , And their mother was pleased , for she loved them all well . She spread her soft wings o'er them all the day long To warm them and guard ...
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... to me , And ne'er withdraw my love from thee , My brother . Taylor . Songs . A GOOD - NIGHT SONG . To bed , to bed ... day thus glide away , Without a shade of sorrow . THE FLY . ' T was God that made the little fly ; But if you pinch ...
... to me , And ne'er withdraw my love from thee , My brother . Taylor . Songs . A GOOD - NIGHT SONG . To bed , to bed ... day thus glide away , Without a shade of sorrow . THE FLY . ' T was God that made the little fly ; But if you pinch ...
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AMERICAN TRACT SOCIETY awake baby bells are ringing blessed bread bright brother busy bee Cherries are ripe chick-a-de-dee cold darling dear little dear mamma Dear Mary eyes Father fear flowers friends gentle give glad glory Good-morning good-night happy happy land Hastings head hear heard heart heaven holy Hushaby Jesus Johnny Bell keep kind kiss kite lambs light little birds little boy little child little children little darling little girl LITTLE PONY look Lord Mary merry mild moolly cow morning mother ne'er nest never nice night Nursery Songs o'er play pleasant poor praise pray prayer pretty thing rest Robert Reid robin Sabbath Sabbath-day Saviour sing sister sleep smile snow soft soon soul sweet sweetly Taylor tell thee There's things thou to-day tree walk warm watch wings young
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Side 270 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free ! The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white wave's foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared, — This was their welcome home.
Side 141 - Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell." She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea; "Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Side 58 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Side 109 - In works of labour, or of skill, I would be busy too ; For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
Side 142 - And often after sunset, Sir, When it is light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my supper there.
Side 263 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,— Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head— poor foolish thing!
Side 167 - WHAT IS THAT, MOTHER? 1. WHAT is that, mother ? — The lark, my child. The morn has but just looked out and smiled, When he starts from his humble, grassy nest, And is up and away, with the dew on his breast, And a hymn in his heart, to yon pure, bright sphere, To warble it out in his Maker's ear. Ever, my child, be thy morn's first lays Tuned, like the lark's, to thy Maker's praise. 2. What is that, mother ? — The dove, my son.
Side 194 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Side 269 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted came, Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame ; Not as the flying come, In silence...
Side 224 - I think, when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then.