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Page 103 - Father, we thank Thee for the night, And for the pleasant morning light, For rest and food and loving care, And all that makes the world so fair.
Page 45 - She wanders lowing here and there, And yet she cannot stray, All in the pleasant open air, The pleasant light of day; And blown by all the winds that pass And wet with all the showers, She walks among the meadow grass And eats the meadow flowers.
Page 43 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Page 63 - In rose time or in berry time, When ripe seeds fall or buds peep out, When green the grass or white the rime, There's something to be glad about.
Page 53 - Said Mary, one day, To a frolicsome brook, That was running away. " You run on so fast ! I wish you would stay ; My boat and my flowers You will carry away. "But I will run after : Mother says that I may ; For I would know where You are running away.
Page 68 - LITTLE brown brother, oh! little brown brother, Are you awake in the dark? Here we lie cosily, close to each other: Hark to the song of the lark— "Waken!" the lark says, "waken and dress you; Put on your green coats and gay, Blue sky will shine on you, sunshine caress you— Waken! 'tis morning — 'tis May!
Page 70 - THE clovers have no time to play : They feed the cows and make the hay, And trim the lawns and help the bees, Until the sun sinks through the trees. And then they lay aside their cares, And fold their hands to say their prayers, And drop their tired little heads, And go to sleep in clover beds. Then when the day dawns clear and blue They wake and wash their hands in dew ; And as the...
Page 61 - Lands Where do you come from, Mr. Jay ? " From the land of Play, from the land of Play.