Choice Poetry for Little Children. [With Plates and Illustrations.]Religious Tract Society, 1871 - 79 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
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Página 75 - Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple, there 'sa crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead.
Página 73 - said the little fly, " To ask me is in vain : For who goes up your winding stair, Can ne'er come down again.
Página 13 - DEAR mother/' said a little fish, " Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try." " Sweet innocent," the mother cried, And started from her nook, " That horrid fly is put to hide The sharpness of the hook.
Página 74 - Oh no, no," said the little Fly, " for I've often heard it said, They never, never wake again who sleep upon your bed !
Página 73 - WILL you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly; " 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy ; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to show when you are there." " Oh, no, no," said the little Fly ; " to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again.
Página 39 - Good night, ye merry, merry birds, Sleep well till morning light; Perhaps if you could sing in words, You would have said,
Página 37 - Her grandmamma went out one day, And by mistake she laid Her spectacles and snuff-box gay Too near the little maid. "Ah, well," thought she, "I'll try them on, As soon as grandmamma is gone.
Página 7 - 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.
Página 35 - One gentle word that I may speak, Or one kind, loving deed, May, though a trifle poor and weak, Prove like a tiny seed : And who can tell what good may spring From such a very little thing...
Página 74 - Sweet creature," said the spider, " You're witty and you're wise ; How handsome are your gauzy wings ! How brilliant are your eyes ! I have a little looking-glass Upon my parlour shelf; If you'll step in one moment, dear, You shall behold yourself." " I thank you, gentle sir," she said, " For what you're pleased to say, And bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day.