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... It cannot sing , but it sits alone and moans softly , as if it were sad . I cannot tell you the names of all the birds , but you can think of the names of some other kinds . Peep of Day . THE WORLD , -PART IV . In ' - sects 21.
... It cannot sing , but it sits alone and moans softly , as if it were sad . I cannot tell you the names of all the birds , but you can think of the names of some other kinds . Peep of Day . THE WORLD , -PART IV . In ' - sects 21.
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... tell me what is it , and why does it change ? MAMMA . It is mamma's shadow that puzzles you so , And there is your own close beside it , my love ; Now run round the room , it will go where you go ; When you sit ' twill be still , when ...
... tell me what is it , and why does it change ? MAMMA . It is mamma's shadow that puzzles you so , And there is your own close beside it , my love ; Now run round the room , it will go where you go ; When you sit ' twill be still , when ...
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... telling me this ; I'll not be afraid of a shadow again . THE SUN . Mrs. Lundie Duncan . Lar ' - ger Ei ' - ther Dis ' - tant Thou ' - sand Tra ' - vels Bright ' - ly Daz ' - zles Ea'gle Peo ' - ple Sum ' - mer Beau ' - ti - ful Glo ...
... telling me this ; I'll not be afraid of a shadow again . THE SUN . Mrs. Lundie Duncan . Lar ' - ger Ei ' - ther Dis ' - tant Thou ' - sand Tra ' - vels Bright ' - ly Daz ' - zles Ea'gle Peo ' - ple Sum ' - mer Beau ' - ti - ful Glo ...
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... tell you first , that we might go in together , and both lodge there to - night , for it will hold us both . " " My dear child , " said the old mouse , " it is most happy that you did not go in , for this house is called a trap , and ...
... tell you first , that we might go in together , and both lodge there to - night , for it will hold us both . " " My dear child , " said the old mouse , " it is most happy that you did not go in , for this house is called a trap , and ...
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... tell the family that every thing was ready . The cat knew what the bell meant , and always came to be fed . But one day at the hour for dinner , she happened to be shut up in some place , out of which she could not get . After some ...
... tell the family that every thing was ready . The cat knew what the bell meant , and always came to be fed . But one day at the hour for dinner , she happened to be shut up in some place , out of which she could not get . After some ...
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Page 104 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Page 52 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Page 143 - And the twelve gates were twelve pearls; every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass.
Page 54 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Page 97 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 97 - From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of GOD are strewn ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Page 28 - When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveller in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark : He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
Page 84 - 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 88 - THE dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink ; I heard a voice ; it said, " Drink, pretty Creature, drink ! " And, looking o'er the hedge, before me I espied A snow-white mountain Lamb with a Maiden at its side. No other sheep were near, the Lamb was all alone, And by a slender cord was tethered to a stone ; With one knee on the grass did the little Maiden kneel, While to that mountain Lamb she gave its evening meal.
Page 19 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.