The Normal Course in Reading, by Emma J. Todd and W.B. Powell: Alternate Second Reader, Progressive Readings in NatureSilver, Burdett & Company, 1891 |
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الصفحة 103 - 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 !
الصفحة 102 - There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree. He's singing to me! He's singing to me! And what does he say, little girl, little boy? "Oh, the world's running over with joy! Don't you hear? Don't you see? Hush! Look! In my tree I'm as happy as happy can be!
الصفحة 103 - Who told her how to weave it best, And lay the twigs across? "Who taught the busy bee to fly Among the sweetest flowers, And lay his feast of honey by, To eat in winter hours?
الصفحة 39 - Peeping, peeping, here and there, In lawns and meadows everywhere, Coming up to find the spring, And hear the robin redbreast sing; Creeping under children's feet, Glancing at the violets sweet, Growing into tiny bowers, For the dainty meadow flowers : — We are small, but think a minute Of a world with no grass in it!
الصفحة 149 - Baby Bye, Here's a fly ; Let us watch him, you and I. How he crawls Up the walls, Yet he never falls ! I believe with six such legs You and I could walk on eggs. There he goes On his toes, Tickling Baby's nose.
الصفحة 150 - Rainbows on his back are spread ; That small speck Is his neck ; See him nod and beck. I can show you, if you choose, Where to look to find his shoes — Three small pairs, Made of hairs ; These he always wears.
الصفحة 160 - I say, And close the door of each glad day. When at the table, "If you please," I take from off my bunch of keys. When friends give anything to me I'll use the little "thank you" key. "Excuse me," "beg your pardon," too, When by mistake some harm I do.
الصفحة 160 - Good morning!" that's the golden key That unlocks every door for me. When evening comes, "Good night!" I say And close the door of each glad day. When at the table, "If you please," I take from off my bunch of keys. When friends give anything to me, I use the little "Thank you" key. "Excuse me," "Beg your pardon," too When by mistake some harm I do.
الصفحة 49 - First a seed so tiny, Hidden from the sight ; Then two pretty leaflets, Struggling toward the light ; Soon a bud appearing, Turns into a flower, Kissed by golden sunshine, Washed by silver shower, Growing sweeter, sweeter, Ev'ry happy hour.
الصفحة 150 - Tongues to talk have you and I: God h,as given the little fly No such things ; so he sings With his buzzing wings.