The illustrated geographical reader. Standards 1-2, 4-6/7

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Page 126 - Boy's Song Where the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the mowers mow the cleanest, Where the hay lies thick and greenest, There to trace the homeward bee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Page 61 - All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Page 118 - With the wheat fields that nod, and the rivers that flow? With cities and gardens, and cliffs, and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?
Page 71 - LADY MOON, Lady Moon, where are you roving? " Over the sea." Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving? "All that love me.
Page 119 - Though she saw him there like a ball of light ; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world, and never could sleep. The tall pink foxglove bowed his head ; The violets...
Page 52 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 61 - The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate.
Page 124 - 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 119 - A fair little girl sat under a tree, Sewing as long as her eyes could see; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, "Dear work, good night, good night!
Page 120 - Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month ! in praise of thee ; Yet though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.

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