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... tear trickled down from her eye ; Till her mother said , Ann , I should be very glad To know what ' tis makes you cry ... tears trickle down , Relieve a poor beggar , I pray ; I've wander'd all hungry about this wide town , And not ate a ...
... tear trickled down from her eye ; Till her mother said , Ann , I should be very glad To know what ' tis makes you cry ... tears trickle down , Relieve a poor beggar , I pray ; I've wander'd all hungry about this wide town , And not ate a ...
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... tears would have dried up again . Your house , and your friends , and your victuals , and bed , ' Twas God in his mercy that gave : You did not deserve to be cover'd and fed , And yet all these blessings you have . This poor little ...
... tears would have dried up again . Your house , and your friends , and your victuals , and bed , ' Twas God in his mercy that gave : You did not deserve to be cover'd and fed , And yet all these blessings you have . This poor little ...
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... tears me - he bites me - I die ! " Mamma , all terror , quick to the court flew , And there little Mary she found ; Who laughing said , " Madam , pray how do you do ? ” And curt'sied quite down to the ground . That night little Mary ...
... tears me - he bites me - I die ! " Mamma , all terror , quick to the court flew , And there little Mary she found ; Who laughing said , " Madam , pray how do you do ? ” And curt'sied quite down to the ground . That night little Mary ...
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... tear On merely the loss of a ride ! But though this world's pleasures are fading and vain , Religion is lasting and true : Real pleasure and joy in her paths you may gain , Nor will disappointment ensue . J. T. 8 THE ROBIN . AWAY ...
... tear On merely the loss of a ride ! But though this world's pleasures are fading and vain , Religion is lasting and true : Real pleasure and joy in her paths you may gain , Nor will disappointment ensue . J. T. 8 THE ROBIN . AWAY ...
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... tears their legs , O so sad ! Says Billy to Tommy , so you'd have been caught , A narrow escape you have had . Cried Tommy , I'll mind what my good mother says , And take the advice of a friend ; I never will steal to the end of my days ...
... tears their legs , O so sad ! Says Billy to Tommy , so you'd have been caught , A narrow escape you have had . Cried Tommy , I'll mind what my good mother says , And take the advice of a friend ; I never will steal to the end of my days ...
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Page 104 - Reynard, not tired, Her plumage admired, ' How charming ! how brilliant its hue ! The voice must be fine, Of a bird so divine, Ah, let me just hear it, pray do. ' Believe me, I long To hear a sweet song...
Page 191 - WAY TO BE HAPPY. How pleasant it is, at the end of the day, No follies to have to repent; But reflect on the past, and be able to say, That my time has been properly spent.
Page 202 - Yet knows not what she says ; The noble Horse will win the race, Or draw you in a chaise. The Pig is not a feeder nice, The Squirrel loves a nut, The Wolf would eat you in a trice, The Buzzard's eyes are shut.
Page 194 - DOWN in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew ; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view. And...
Page 74 - My Mother. Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well? My Mother.
Page 74 - Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear, And if GOD please my life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My Mother.
Page 12 - Again in thickest darkness plunged, He groped his way to find ; And now he thought he spied beyond A form of horrid kind. In deadly white it upward rose, Of cloak or mantle bare, And held its naked arms across, To catch him by the hair. Poor Henry felt his blood run cold At what before him stood ; But well, thought he, no harm, I 'm sure. Can happen to the good.
Page 148 - THE COW AND THE ASS. BESIDE a green meadow a stream used to flow, So clear, one might see the white pebbles below ; To this cooling brook the warm cattle would stray, To stand in the shade on a hot summer's day. A cow, quite...
Page 194 - Within the silent shade. Then let me to the valley go, This pretty flower to see, That I may also learn to grow In sweet humility.