The illustrated readers, Book 1

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Page 17 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveller in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark : He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
Page 42 - Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Page 42 - ... can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them. Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep, . And dreamt she heard them bleating; But when she awoke she found it a joke, For still they all were fleeting.
Page 12 - They won't let me walk, And they won't let me play, And they won't let me go Out of doors at all to-day. They put away my playthings Because I broke them all, And then they locked up all my bricks, And took away my ball.
Page 31 - How skilfully she builds her cell! How neat she spreads the wax ! And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Page 12 - I've nothing else to do But sit here at the window; I should like to play with you. The little raindrops cannot speak, But "pitter, patter pat" Means, "We can play on this side: Why can't you play on that?
Page 35 - COME, come, come, The sum-mer now is here. Come out a-mong the flowers, And make some pret-ty bowers. Come, come, come, The sum-mer now is 2. Come, come, come, The sum-mer now is here.
Page 31 - These were pieces of poetry, and they gave one something to build on. " Bed, Head, Led, Shed — Charms, Arms, Farms, Carms." No, Carms was not a word. Oh, " Calms !
Page 25 - And he saw a bee flying about, first upon one flower, and then upon another; so he said, Pretty bee, will you come and play with me? But the bee said, No, I must not be idle, I must go and gather honey.
Page 35 - The sum-mer now is 2. Come, come, come, The sum-mer now is here. Come, cull the pret-ty po-sies, The vi-o-lets and ro-ses. Come, come, come, The sum-mer now is here. 3. Come, come, come, The sum-mer now is here. Come, ram-ble in the bush-es, And hear the pretrty thrush-es.

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