A picture book for laddies and lassies

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George Routledge and Sons, 1879 - 320 pages
 

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Page 73 - 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 ! It might have graced a rosy bower, Instead of hiding there.
Page 135 - I returned, Beau trotting far before, The floating wreath again discerned, And plunging left the shore. I saw him, with that lily cropped, Impatient swim to meet My quick approach, and soon he dropped The treasure at my feet. Charmed with the sight, 'The world...
Page 25 - Tis reported of him, And must be to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen With hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. His friends were much hurt To see so much dirt, And often they made him quite clean; But all was in vain, He got dirty again, And not at all fit to be seen.
Page 121 - They won't let me walk, And they won't let me play, And they won't let me go Out of doors at all to-day. They put away my playthings Because I broke them all, And then they locked up all my bricks, And took away my ball. Tell me, little raindrops, Is that the way you play...
Page 135 - Pursued the swallow o'er the meads With scarce a slower flight. It was the time when Ouse displayed His lilies newly blown; Their beauties I intent surveyed, And one I wished my own. With cane extended far I sought To steer it close to land; But still the prize, though nearly caught, Escaped my eager hand. Beau marked my unsuccessful pains With fixed, considerate face, And puzzling set his puppy brains To comprehend the case.
Page 29 - Some birds have a great deal of humour in them, particularly the raven. One that belonged to me was the most mischievous and amusing creature I ever met with. He would get into the flower-garden, go to the beds where the gardener had sowed a great variety of seeds, with sticks put in the ground with labels, and then he would amuse himself with pulling up every stick, and laying them in heaps of ten or twelve on the path. This used to irritate the old gardener very much, who would drive him away....
Page 157 - Hurrah! we'll have a holiday, And through the wood and up the glade We'll go, in sunshine and in shade, Over the hills and far away.
Page 107 - Cow. THANK you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day, and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on the weedy bank ; But the yellow cowslips eat, They will make it very sweet. Where the purple violet grows, Where the bubbling water flows, Where the grass is fresh and fine, Pretty cow, go there and dine.
Page 59 - VERY high in the pine-tree, The little Turtle-Dove Made a pretty little nursery, To please her little love. She was gentle, she was soft, And her large dark eye Often turned to her mate, Who was sitting close by. " Coo," said the Turtle-Dove "Coo,
Page 25 - tis said, to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen, With his hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. His friends were much hurt, To see so much dirt, And often and well did they scour, But all was in vain, He was dirty again, Before they had done it an hour. When to wash he was sent, He reluctantly went, With water to splash himself o'er ; But he left the black streaks All over his cheeks, And made them look worse than before.

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