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APRIL FOOL baby birdie sings Birds are singing blow bough bright brook busy bee buttercups cat-bird CHIMNEY-TOPS clothes-pins clover cold Comes flying corn cried crow daisies Darling daylight dies dear little dilly-dally Dilly-dally-Dilly fall flowers flying Foxglove garden go to bed Good-by grandfather's chair grandpapa's grizzly bear Hark head hear humming Jack Frost JOHN JOHN ANDREW-SON JOHN L JOHNANDREW-SON kettle kiss leaves LILY-OF-THE-VALLEY little birdie look mamma's Maow meadow MENAGERIE merry monkey morning mother nest never nose o'er OLD TRIM PAPA'S play pocket Pond-lily pop-corn pretty quack river-side robin round Santa Claus comes scold season of blossoms SHOREY sighing sleep smiling snow snow-drop snug song soon spring summer sunny sunshine swallows sweet tall tell There's things three cheers thrush TIZ-A-RING to-day Tommy tree Tyr-ril violets walked warm wild wind winds of winter winter woodchuck yellow
Popular passages
Page 86 - MOON, SO ROUND AND YELLOW" MOON, so round and yellow, Looking from on high, How I love to see you Shining in the sky. Oft and oft I wonder, When I see you there, How they get to light you, Hanging in the air: Where you go at morning, When the night is past, And the sun comes peeping O'er the hills at last. Sometime I will watch you Slyly overhead, When you think I'm sleeping Snugly in my bed. Matthias Barr [1831THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT THIS is the house that Jack built.
Page 54 - ONLY A BABY SMALL. ONLY A BABY SMALL. ONLY a baby small, Dropt from the skies ; Only a laughing face, Two sunny eyes ; Only two cherry lips, One chubby nose; Only two little hands, Ten little toes. Only a golden head, Curly and soft ; Only a tongue that wags Loudly and oft ; Only a little brain, Empty of thought ; Only a little heart, Troubled with nought.
Page 112 - said the bee, " The queen of all the months for me ! The flowers are here, the sky is sunny : 'Tis now my time to gather honey !
Page 116 - THIS is the way the morning dawns: Rosy tints on flowers and trees, Winds that wake the birds and bees, Dew-drops on the flowers and lawns — This is the way the morning dawns.
Page 117 - This is the way the river flows: Here a whirl and there a dance; Slowly now, then like a lance, Swiftly to the sea it goes,— This is the way the river flows. This is the way the birdie sings: " Baby birdies in the nest, You I surely love the best; Over you I fold my wings" — This is the way the birdie sings.
Page 107 - AH ! the morning is gray ; And what kind of a day Is it likely to be ? " " You must look up, and see What the chimney-tops say. " If the smoke from the mouth Of the chimney goes south, 'Tis the north wind, that blows From the country of snows : Look out for rough weather ; The cold and the north wind Are always together.
Page 54 - Dropt from the skies ; Only a laughing face, Two sunny eyes ; Only two cherry lips, One chubby nose; Only two little hands, Ten little toes. Only a golden head, Curly and soft ; Only a tongue that wags Loudly and oft ; Only a little brain, Empty of thought ; Only a little heart, Troubled with nought. Only a tender flower Sent us to rear ; Only a life to love While we are here ; Only a baby small, Never at rest ; Small, but how dear to us, God knoweth best.
Page 117 - This is the way the daylight dies : Cows are lowing in the lane, Fireflies wink on hill and plain ; Yellow, red, and purple skies — This is the way the daylight dies.
Page 58 - But one sun-ny morn-ing, Think-ing it was May, "I'll not wear, "said 3.
Page 112 - Tis come ; I smell the spring ! " said he. The violets were all in bloom ; The lilac tossed a purple plume. The daffodil wore a yellow crown ; The cherry tree a snow-white gown ; And by the brookside, wet with dew; The early wild wake-robins grew. " It is the May-time," said the bee ; "The queen of all the months for me; The flowers are here, the sky is sunny, Tis now the time to gather honey.