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Pagina 54 - Don't meddle! don't touch! little girl, little boy, Or the world will lose some of its joy! Now I'm glad! now I'm free! And I always shall be, If you never bring sorrow to me." So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, To you and to me, to you and to me; And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy, "Oh, the world's running over with joy! But long it won't be, Don't you know? Don't you see? Unless we are as good as can be!
Pagina 84 - SUPPOSE the little Cowslip Should hang its golden cup, And say, " I'm such a tiny flower I'd better not grow up...
Pagina 67 - LAMB. Mary had a little lamb ; Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.
Pagina 74 - I cried for her more than a week, dears, But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, dears, As I played...
Pagina 154 - Coloured Pictures. 3. The Wonderful Travels. Containing A Journey into the Interior of the Earth, and Five Weeks in a Balloon.
Pagina 71 - You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not...
Pagina 53 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star ; How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.