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The Culture Readers: First Book: Ethical Theme: Mother Love
Ellen E. Kenyon-Warner
No preview available - 2015
apple bad dog big boys call my sheep cat that caught caught the rat cluck Cluck-cluck-cluck Cock-a-doodle-do cradle crumpled horn Cut the wheat dear dog that worried duck cried frog girl glad to hear Gobble-gobble-gobble hen cried hollow tree horn that tossed house that Jack Humpty Dumpty Jack and Jill Jack built Jinnie Ann Jones Kitty Let me fly little birdie little boys little Indians little kittens little Pig Little red bird live malt that lay Mamma me-ow METHOD IN READING Miss Jinnie Ann monkey morning MOTHER LOVE mouse Naughty nest old woman Papa peep phonograms pieman Plows the ground pretty babies prrr Pussy Pussy-cat quack queen Robin rooster cried See-saw Simple Simon sing sleep song sorry to hear Sows the wheat to-day tossed the dog turkey cried tweet want the pancake Wheat comes wolf worried the cat
Page 18 - 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.
Page 125 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Page 41 - Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again.
Page 127 - That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, 20 That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn...
Page 8 - 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 105 - And the mother-sheep and her little one Side by side lay down in the sun ; And they went to sleep on the hillside warm, While my little lammie lies here on my arm. I went to the kitchen, and what did I see But the old gray cat with her kittens three ! I heard her whispering soft ; said she, " My kittens, with tails so cunningly curled, Are the prettiest things that can be in the world.
Page 21 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
Page 20 - BAA BAA, BLACK SHEEP. BAA Baa, Black Sheep, Have you any wool ? Yes, Sir, yes, Sir, three bags full.
Page 106 - The sun never did shine On anything like to these chickens of mine ! You may hunt the full moon and the stars if you please, But you never will find ten such chickens as these ; My dear downy darlings, my sweet little things, Come, nestle now cosily under my wings.