The Culture Readers: First Book : Ethical Theme : Mother Love

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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 13 - Hickory, dickory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hickory, dickory, dock.
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.

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