Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Book 2

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Contents

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II
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VI
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VII
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VIII
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XXIII
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XXIV
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XXV
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XXVI
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XXVII
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XXVIII
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XXIX
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XXX
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XVI
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XVII
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XVIII
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XXI
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XXII
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XXXI
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XXXII
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XXXIII
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XXXIV
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XXXV
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XXXVI
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XXXVII
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XXXVIII
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XXXIX
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XL
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XLI
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XLII
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XLIII
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Page 81 - The Sheep. LAZY sheep, pray tell me why In the pleasant fields you lie, Eating grass and daisies white, From the morning till the night ? Every thing can something do, But what kind of use are you...
Page 22 - ONCE I saw a little bird Come hop, hop, hop ; So I cried, little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop? And was going to the window To say, how do you do ? But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew.
Page 34 - I'm going up to the hill-side to make myself fat," said the billygoat, with such a small voice. " Now, I'm coming to gobble you up,
Page 81 - True, it seems a pleasant thing Nipping daisies in the spring; But what chilly nights I pass On the cold and dewy grass, Or pick my scanty dinner where All the ground is brown and bare ! Then the farmer comes at last, When the merry spring is past, Cuts my woolly fleece away, For your coat in wintry day. Little master, this is why In the pleasant fields I lie.
Page 64 - To the tree saw her fly, And to share in the prize made a vow; For having just dined, He for cheese felt inclined, So he went and sat under the bough. She was cunning, he knew, But so was he too, And with flattery adapted his plan ; For he knew...
Page 65 - Reynard, not tired, Her plumage admired, ' How charming ! how brilliant its hue ! The voice must be fine, Of a bird so divine, Ah, let me just hear it, pray do. ' Believe me, I long To hear a sweet song...
Page 34 - Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the Troll. "Oh, no! don't take me. Wait a little till the big billy-goat Gruff comes; he's much bigger." "Very well! be off with you," said the Troll. But just then up came the big billy-goat Gruff. ''TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP!
Page 63 - THE fox and the crow, In prose, I well know, Many good little girls can rehearse : Perhaps it will tell Pretty nearly as well, If we try the same fable in verse. In a dairy a crow Having ventured to go, Some food for her young ones to seek, Flew up in the trees, With a fine piece of cheese, Which she joyfully held in her beak. A fox, who lived...
Page 33 - ONCE on a time there were three Billy-goats, who were to go up to the hill-side to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was " Gruff." On the way up was a bridge over a burn they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly Troll, with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker. So first of all came the youngest billy-goat Gruff to cross the bridge. " Trip, trap ; trip, trap ! " went the bridge. " Who's that tripping over my bridge? " roared the Troll. " Oh! it is only...
Page 11 - DEAR mother/' said a little fish, " Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try." " Sweet innocent," the mother cried, And started from her nook, " That horrid fly is put to hide The sharpness of the hook.

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