 The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow — Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. He hasn't...  Works: The master of Ballantrae - Page 537by Robert Louis Stevenson - 1896Full view - About this book
 | 1897 - 1166 pages
...taller, like an indialubber ball. And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. One morning very early, before the sun was up, I rose...stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. — Robert Louis Stfi'enspn. A New Kind of Sentinel When we see a peacock, we are greatly disappointed... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - Readers - 1887 - 156 pages
...taller like an India-rubber ball, i And he sometimes gets so little that there 's none of him at all. 3. One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I...lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had staid at home behind me, and was fast asleep in bed. LESSON 28.-PART 1. knlfe blade vil'lage store... | |
 | Horace Parker Chandler - Children - 1893 - 286 pages
...make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close beside me, he 'sa coward you can SQC; I 'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks...stayed at home behind me, and was fast asleep in bed ! fiferf, THE BABY. Etoenttetl). "DRAY, have you heard the news? Sturdy in lungs and thews, There 'sa... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson - Children's poetry - 1895 - 120 pages
...make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close beside me, he 'sa coward you can see ; I 'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks...stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. SYSTEM CVERY night my prayers I say, E< And get my dinner every day; And every day that I 've been... | |
 | Martha Luther Lane - Children's stories - 1895 - 116 pages
...taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I...buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. Early to bed and early to rise,... | |
 | Francis M. Stalker, Charles Madison Curry, Walter W. Storms - Education - 1900 - 718 pages
...taller like an India rubber ball. And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I...found the shining dew on every buttercup : But my la/.y little shadow, like an arrant sleepy head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in... | |
 | Jabez Thomas Sunderland, Brooke Herford, Frederick B. Mott - Liberalism (Religion) - 1897 - 604 pages
...taller, like an Indiarubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. One morning very early, before the sun was up, I rose...stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. — RL Stevenson. A STORY OF SALT. The little glass bottle of salt that you see on the table every... | |
 | Charlotte Brewster Jordan - American poetry - 1898 - 364 pages
...to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. 281 282 Child-Song. He stays so dose beside me, he's a coward you can see; I'd think shame...stayed at home behind me, and was fast asleep in bed ! ROBERT Louis STEYENSON. From " Poems and Ba Copyright, 1895, 1896, by CUARLES SCRIB.NB j's Sons.... | |
 | Children's poetry - 1917 - 456 pages
...The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow — Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow ; For he sometimes shoots up taller...stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. THE LAMPLIGHTER ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Y tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky ; It's time... | |
 | Etta Blaisdell McDonald, Mary Frances Blaisdell - Readers - 1899 - 168 pages
...very like me from the heels up to the head ; And I see him jump before me, when 1 jump into my bed. He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,...stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. — ROBERT Lows STEVENSON. THE UGLY DUCKLING was beautiful out in the country. It was summer. The cornfields... | |
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