The Child's Illustrated Poetry BookGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1868 - 102 sider |
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Side 8
... thee , Though my song might sound too hard ; ' Tis thy mother sits beside thee , And her arms shall be thy guard . Yet to read the shameful story , How the Jews abused their King— How they served the Lord of glory , Makes me angry while ...
... thee , Though my song might sound too hard ; ' Tis thy mother sits beside thee , And her arms shall be thy guard . Yet to read the shameful story , How the Jews abused their King— How they served the Lord of glory , Makes me angry while ...
Side 9
... thee , child , from dying , Save my dear from burning flame ; Bitter groans and endless crying , That thy blest Redeemer came . Mayst thou live to know and fear Him , Trust and love Him all thy days ; Then go dwell for ever near him ...
... thee , child , from dying , Save my dear from burning flame ; Bitter groans and endless crying , That thy blest Redeemer came . Mayst thou live to know and fear Him , Trust and love Him all thy days ; Then go dwell for ever near him ...
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... Thee more than they , And try to serve Thee best . WATTS . THE CRICKET . CHEERFUL , little , chirping cricket ! 14 ILLUSTRATED POETRY BOOK .
... Thee more than they , And try to serve Thee best . WATTS . THE CRICKET . CHEERFUL , little , chirping cricket ! 14 ILLUSTRATED POETRY BOOK .
Side 8
... thee , Though my song might sound too hard ; ' Tis thy mother sits beside thee , And her arms shall be thy guard . Yet to read the shameful story , How the Jews abused their King- How they served the Lord of glory , Makes me angry while ...
... thee , Though my song might sound too hard ; ' Tis thy mother sits beside thee , And her arms shall be thy guard . Yet to read the shameful story , How the Jews abused their King- How they served the Lord of glory , Makes me angry while ...
Side 9
... thee , child , from dying , Save my dear from burning flame ; Bitter groans and endless crying , That thy blest Redeemer came . Mayst thou live to know and fear Him , Trust and love Him all thy days ; Then go dwell for ever near him ...
... thee , child , from dying , Save my dear from burning flame ; Bitter groans and endless crying , That thy blest Redeemer came . Mayst thou live to know and fear Him , Trust and love Him all thy days ; Then go dwell for ever near him ...
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birdie blind boy Bob-o-link bread bright brother busy bee Cheshire cheese chick-a-de-dee CHILD'S OWN BOOK CHILDREN'S HOUR chuck clock strikes CLOCK STRIKES TWELVE clocking hen cries dark dear dormouse ELIZA COOK eyes flowers gentle happy hear heart Heaven holy hour HYMNS AND RHYMES ILLUSTRATED POETRY BOOK INFANT'S MAGAZINE Jesus kiss kitty little birds little boy little child little darlings little mousie little Robin Redbreast Little Willie Lord love Thee mamma Mary merry naughty nest From little never nice nest night NURSERY RHYMES o'er peep pet lamb play play'd plum-tree to-day Poor babes pray prayer PUSSY-CAT scrabble shining sleep SONGS FOR LITTLE soul spring squirrel stars stole a nest stole four eggs stole that pretty summer sweet tease my mother tell thank thing to-whee to-whit tree Twas walk warm winter wood word
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Side 14 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Side 31 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Side 21 - WHATEVER brawls disturb the street, There should be peace at home; Where sisters dwell and brothers meet Quarrels should never come. Birds in their little nests agree ; And 'tis a shameful sight, When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Side 23 - DOGS DELIGHT to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight. For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Side 104 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Side 15 - They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen In his mouse- Tower on the Rhine!
Side 39 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Side 72 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep : If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Side 15 - Such an old moustache as I am Is not a match for you all ! I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart.
Side 13 - WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see ! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me ? Not more than others I deserve, Yet God has given me more ; For I have food, while others starve, Or beg from door to door.