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Page 156 - 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 105 - Nineteen times as high as the moon. Where she was going I couldn't but ask it, For in her hand she carried a broom. "Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I, "O whither, O whither, O whither so high?
Page 86 - A million little diamonds Twinkled on the trees ; And all the little maidens said, " A jewel, if you please ! " But while they held their hands outstretched To catch the diamonds gay, A million little sunbeams came And stole them all away.
Page 67 - I Ve run a-way from a lit-tle old wom-an, A lit-tle old man, A barn...
Page 169 - Gustava. She wears a quaint little scarlet cap, And a little green bowl she holds in her lap, Filled with bread and milk to the brim, And a wreath of marigolds round the rim. "Ha, ha!" laughs little Gustava. Up comes her little gray coaxing cat With her little pink nose, and she mews, "What's that?
Page 188 - Nikolina ! Swift she turns if any call her, As she stands among the poppies hardly taller, Breaking off their scarlet cups for you, With spikes of slender larkspur, brightly blue.
Page 16 - Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady upon a white horse; Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever she goes.
Page 169 - So dainty and eager they pick up the crumbs; But who is this through the doorway comes? Little Scotch terrier, little dog Rags, Looks in her face, and his funny tail wags: "Ha, ha!