Eugene Field ReaderPrimary reader using Field's poems, each followed by prose text or texts by Harris based on those poems. The poems and prose are set in different fonts, preserving the difference, but it is interesting to note that the prose texts are set using typographical conventions similar to verse. A vocabulary list (but not a glossary) is presented at the end of the book. |
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Page 54
... flowers are poppies . " A Rock - a - By Lady always carries poppies . Poppies are filled with sleep . Every big ... flower , I give to Fred . There is one little dream of a big sugar - 54.
... flowers are poppies . " A Rock - a - By Lady always carries poppies . Poppies are filled with sleep . Every big ... flower , I give to Fred . There is one little dream of a big sugar - 54.
Page 55
... flower , I give to Nat . The dream of the trumpet is for Tom . I have dreams of pop - guns that bang , and tin tops that hum . Some poppies have dreams of beautiful dollies in them . These dollies can laugh , and cry , and sing . They ...
... flower , I give to Nat . The dream of the trumpet is for Tom . I have dreams of pop - guns that bang , and tin tops that hum . Some poppies have dreams of beautiful dollies in them . These dollies can laugh , and cry , and sing . They ...
Page 66
... flowers that in spring - time upstart She walketh the tenderer way in my heart ; And , oh , it is always the summer - time here With that song of " I love you , " my Little - Oh - Dear ! I am Little - Oh - Dear . This is 66 Little-Oh-Dear •
... flowers that in spring - time upstart She walketh the tenderer way in my heart ; And , oh , it is always the summer - time here With that song of " I love you , " my Little - Oh - Dear ! I am Little - Oh - Dear . This is 66 Little-Oh-Dear •
Page 68
... flowers in it . Some are white flowers . Some flowers are blue . Others are yellow . Some are red , and some are violet . I have roses , pansies , and lilies . I love my garden . When I come into this garden , the flowers all nod their ...
... flowers in it . Some are white flowers . Some flowers are blue . Others are yellow . Some are red , and some are violet . I have roses , pansies , and lilies . I love my garden . When I come into this garden , the flowers all nod their ...
Page 75
... wood . She takes her shoes off when she goes into the house . Katrina's shoes are not black ; they are white . Her mother scrubs them to make them white . What do you do to your shoes ? See this beautiful flower . Do you know what it. 75.
... wood . She takes her shoes off when she goes into the house . Katrina's shoes are not black ; they are white . Her mother scrubs them to make them white . What do you do to your shoes ? See this beautiful flower . Do you know what it. 75.
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Common terms and phrases
aboard for Shut-Eye baby beat the drum beautiful sea big Mother Moon big tin trumpet bird blow the trumpet Blynken boats Bow-wow calico cat calico mare Cat that sits children of Good-Children Chinese plate chocolate cat dear little boy Dear-My-Soul dolly dreamikins grow dreamland drum sticks eyes flowers garden of Shut-Eye Gingerbread Dog gingham dog Good-Children street heart home in Good-Children humming top Hurrah Hushaby street Injuns Katrina kite Little Boy Blue little dream little red drum little tin soldier little toy dog little tulip Little-Oh-Dear living in Good-Children make-believe Me-ow night Odette old Dutch clock play poems poppies r-r-rat-tat-tat ride to Bumpville Rock-a-By Lady sail says Shut-Eye Town Shut-Eye train silvery stream sing singeth sleep soldier boys song stars stork Sugar-Plum Tree sweet tin tops Ting-a-ling Toot-toot Tree that grows tum-titty-um-tum-tum Wave the flag whistle bloweth wigwam windmill wings wooden shoe woods Wynken
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Page 57 - Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe, — Sailed on a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew. "Where are you going, and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring-fish That live in this beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we," Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.
Page 4 - The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there. "Now, don't you go till I come," he said, "And don't you make any noise!
Page 52 - I'm only telling you What the old Dutch clock declares is true!) The Chinese plate looked very blue, And wailed, "Oh, dear! what shall we do!
Page 58 - Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle bed.
Page 56 - I got my news from the Chinese plate!) Next morning, where the two had sat They found no trace of dog or cat: And some folks think unto this day That burglars stole that pair away ! But the truth about the cat and pup Is this: they ate each other up! Now what do you really think of that! (The old Dutch clock it told me so, And that is how I came to know...
Page 42 - That the chocolate cat is at once all agog, As her swelling proportions attest. And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around From this leafy limb unto that, And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground Hurrah for that chocolate cat! There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes, With stripings of scarlet or gold, And you carry away of the treasure that rains, As much as your apron can hold! So come, little child, cuddle closer to me In your dainty white nightcap and gown, And I'll...
Page 58 - Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed As if it could not be, And some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed Of sailing that beautiful sea But I shall name you the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head, And the...
Page 52 - The air was littered, an hour or so, With bits of gingham and calico, While the old Dutch clock in the...
Page 41 - TREE Have you ever heard of the Sugarplum Tree? 'Tis a marvel of great renown ! It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop Sea In the garden of Shut-eye Town ; The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet (As those who have tasted it say) That good little children have only to eat Of that fruit to be happy next day. When you've got to the tree, you would have a hard time To capture the fruit which I sing; The...
Page 48 - THE Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street , Comes stealing; comes creeping; The poppies they hang from her head to her feet, And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet — • She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet, When she findeth you sleeping! "BOOH!" 269 There is one little dream of a beautiful drum — "Rub-a-dub!