My Book House: In the nurseryOlive Beaupré Miller Bookhouse for children, 1920 An anthology of literature for the youngest children including American and British nursery rhymes, fables, folk tales, poems and stories, as well as from many other sources. |
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Adapted from Aesop asked baby bear beautiful began BERT BIG COO birds blue Blynken Bow wow Cock Copyright cried dear door Eugene Field eyes farmer father flew flowers garden goat Goldilocks Grasshopper Green Hjalmar jumped kitten Lambs laughed little brown Little brown brother little foxes Little Gingerbread Boy little girl little gray pony little Gustava Little Half-Chick little Hare little old little Red Hen little White Rabbit lived looked Madge Magpie Mammy Mary Mapes Dodge mee-ow merry middle-sized milk Milton Bradley Company morning mother Mouse nest never North Wind Oeyvind once Peter Peter Rabbit pony has lost pretty Pussy quick-running squash Rabindranath Tagore round sail sheep Shingebiss sing sleep soon stood stop tail tell things thought tiny wee trees Turtle Turtle Dove walk wee Mannie wings
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Сторінка 248 - Mary had a little lamb ; Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.
Сторінка 287 - Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums; And loyal hearts are beating high : Hats off! The flag is passing by!
Сторінка 261 - The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Сторінка 33 - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits — Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
Сторінка 368 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Сторінка 6 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Сторінка 32 - When will you pay me ? Say the bells of Old Bailey. When I grow rich, Say the bells at Shoreditch.
Сторінка 290 - In the six hundredth year of Noah's life, in the second month, the seventeenth day of the month, the same day were all the fountains of the great deep broken up, and the windows of heaven were opened. And the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty nights...
Сторінка 137 - Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle bed.
Сторінка 137 - Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed As if it could not be; And some folk thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea; But I shall name you the fishermen three : Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the wooden...