The Riverside Readers: Primer, [First-eighth reader]

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Page 97 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Page 47 - 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 ! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down ! XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said : ' Ain't you 'shamed,...
Page 94 - When the bough breaks the era-die will fall, And down will come ba-by, era -die and all. V)T& W '^B — Pi EEħ3z=S2=5r ^r*-fc m P v ir " Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock ; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall. And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page 7 - Pease porridge hot — pease porridge cold — Pease porridge in the pot — nine days old.
Page 12 - Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!
Page 99 - HAIL! Ho! Sail! Ho! Ahoy ! Ahoy ! Ahoy ! Who calls to me, So far at sea ? Only a little boy! • Sail! Ho! Hail! Ho! The sailor he sails the sea : I wish he would capture A little sea-horse And send him home to me. I wish, as he sails Through the tropical gales, He would catch me a sea-bird, too, With its silver wings And the song it sings, And its breast of down and dew...
Page 29 - Little Boy Blue Come, blow your horn. The sheep are in the meadow, The cows are in the corn.
Page 111 - I have run away from a little old woman, A little old man, A cow, And I can run away from you, I can...
Page 113 - Run, run, as fast as you can, You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!
Page 6 - Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man, Bake me a cake as fast as you can. Pat it and prick it and mark it with "B" And put it in the oven for baby and me.

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