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... charmingly there , While we have to walk in the cold : You say God is kind to the folks that are good , But surely it cannot be true ; Or else I am certain , almost , that he would Give such a fine carriage to you . Look there , little ...
... charmingly there , While we have to walk in the cold : You say God is kind to the folks that are good , But surely it cannot be true ; Or else I am certain , almost , that he would Give such a fine carriage to you . Look there , little ...
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... by it is present brought , And yet I cannot see my thought . The charming rose perfumes the air , Yet I can see no perfumes there . Blythe Robin's notes - how sweet , how clear ! C 3 FOR INFANT MINDS . 41 The Child's Monitor.
... by it is present brought , And yet I cannot see my thought . The charming rose perfumes the air , Yet I can see no perfumes there . Blythe Robin's notes - how sweet , how clear ! C 3 FOR INFANT MINDS . 41 The Child's Monitor.
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... charming little pair ! Brunette the brown , and Blanchidine the fair : This child to love Brunette did still incline ... charm ! You feel quite cold , but you shall soon be c 5 FOR INFANT MINDS . 15 45 The Wooden Doll and the Wax Doll.
... charming little pair ! Brunette the brown , and Blanchidine the fair : This child to love Brunette did still incline ... charm ! You feel quite cold , but you shall soon be c 5 FOR INFANT MINDS . 15 45 The Wooden Doll and the Wax Doll.
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... charm , And sure that you'll not do me harm , I hop your window round . Ah , then , to me some crumbs of bread , O fling ! And thro ' the year my grateful thanks I'll sing . Since , friends , in you I put my trust , As you enjoy you ...
... charm , And sure that you'll not do me harm , I hop your window round . Ah , then , to me some crumbs of bread , O fling ! And thro ' the year my grateful thanks I'll sing . Since , friends , in you I put my trust , As you enjoy you ...
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... , not tired , Her plumage admired , " How charming ! how briliant 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 68 ORIGINAL POEMS ,
... , not tired , Her plumage admired , " How charming ! how briliant 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 68 ORIGINAL POEMS ,
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Page 173 - 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 yet it was a lovely flower, Its colors bright and fair!
Page 68 - In a dairy a crow, Having ventured to go, Some food for her young ones to seek, Flew up in the trees, With a fine piece of cheese, Which she joyfully held in her beak. A fox, who lived by, To the tree saw her fly, And to share in the prize made a vow; For having just dined, He for cheese felt inclined, So he went and sat under the bough. She was cunning, he knew, But so was he too, And with flattery adapted his plan ; For he knew...
Page 63 - 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 63 - Oh no, the thought I cannot bear; And if God please my life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My mother...
Page 105 - I'm sorry I cannot include in my verse; For tho' I've oft listened in hopes of discerning, I own 'tis a matter that baffles my learning. One day a young chicken, who lived thereabout, Stood watching to see the ducks pass in and out; Now standing tail npwards, now diving below; She thought of all things she should like to do so.
Page 80 - Stop, stop little ant, do not run off so fast, Wait with me a little and play; I hope I shall find a companion at last. You are not so busy as they.
Page 123 - They laid themselves down on the herbage at last; And waiting politely (as gentlemen must), The ass held his tongue, that the cow might speak first. Then, with a deep sigh, she directly began, " Don't you think, Mr. Ass, we are injured by man ? 'Tis a subject that lies with a weight on my mind : We certainly are much oppress'd by mankind.
Page 173 - The Violet 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.
Page 128 - Then call the poor trav'ller in, cover'd with snow, And warm him with charity kind ; Fire is not so warm as the feelings that glow In the friendly, benevolent mind. By fire rugged metals are fitted for use : Iron, copper, gold, silver, and tin ; Without its assistance we could not produce So much as a minikin pin. Fire rages with fury, wherever it comes ; If only one spark should be dropt, Whole houses, or cities, sometimes it consumes, Where its violence cannot be stopt.
Page 42 - As do the bee and bird; Nor does it, like the prudent ant, Lay up the grain for times of want, A wise and cautious hoard. My youth is but a summer's day: Then like the bee and ant I'll lay A store of learning by; And though from flower to flower I rove, My stock of wisdom I'll improve, Nor be a butterfly.