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... tell me , what do they call it ? " " It is a twig from a plant that makes all loads light - GOOD WILL . " WRITING COPY . - 3 . cure . Care is before 678 о 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0 Will - i - am THE SPRING . sum - ∞ PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES .
... tell me , what do they call it ? " " It is a twig from a plant that makes all loads light - GOOD WILL . " WRITING COPY . - 3 . cure . Care is before 678 о 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0 Will - i - am THE SPRING . sum - ∞ PUBLIC SCHOOL SERIES .
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... tell where it is . One that had eight little blind and naked mice in it was rolled thus , without doing them any harm . Perhaps the mother nibbles a hole in the nest when she goes to give them a drink , and builds it up again , after ...
... tell where it is . One that had eight little blind and naked mice in it was rolled thus , without doing them any harm . Perhaps the mother nibbles a hole in the nest when she goes to give them a drink , and builds it up again , after ...
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... tell ? " She answered , " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea . " Two of us in the churchyard lie , My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage , I Dwell near them with my mother . " " You ...
... tell ? " She answered , " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea . " Two of us in the churchyard lie , My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage , I Dwell near them with my mother . " " You ...
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... tell all about it to the minister . " The minister praised the man for his kindness . " But the girl , " said he , " must not divide the bread with your children , else there will be too little for them . I will seek a father and mother ...
... tell all about it to the minister . " The minister praised the man for his kindness . " But the girl , " said he , " must not divide the bread with your children , else there will be too little for them . I will seek a father and mother ...
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... tell me the name of the singers whom all the world knows , who make music all the day in a great green hall ? They have neither flutes nor fiddles , and no music - books , and drink neither beer , nor wine , nor spirits , and yet are ...
... tell me the name of the singers whom all the world knows , who make music all the day in a great green hall ? They have neither flutes nor fiddles , and no music - books , and drink neither beer , nor wine , nor spirits , and yet are ...
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Сторінка 27 - 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.
Сторінка 29 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
Сторінка 23 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light ; Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night : May Thine angel-guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This livelong night.
Сторінка 57 - Through the calm and frosty air Of this morning bright and fair Eddying round and round they sink Softly, slowly...
Сторінка 14 - SPRING, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo ! The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo...
Сторінка 28 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." " You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive ; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." " Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied ; " Twelve steps or more from mother's door, And they are side by side.
Сторінка 58 - But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts ! First at one, and then its fellow, Just as light, and just as yellow ; There are many now — now one — Now they stop and there are none : What intenseness of desire In her upward eye of fire ! With a tiger-leap...
Сторінка 29 - But they are dead ; those two are dead ! Their spirits are in heaven !" Twas throwing words away ; for still The little Maid would have her will. And said, " Nay, we are seven !" * And all the summer dry.— Edit.
Сторінка 11 - O'er the pebbles at their feet, Are the words the waves repeat, Night and day ? Have you heard the robins singing, Little one, When the rosy dawn is breaking, — When 'tis done ? Have you heard the wooing breeze, In the blossomed orchard trees, And the drowsy hum of bees In the sun ? All the earth is full of music, Little May, — Bird, and bee, and water singing On its way. Let their silver voices fall On thy heart with happy call: " Praise the Lord, who loveth all,
Сторінка 28 - Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.