Journeys Through Bookland: A New and Original Plan for Reading Applied to the World's Best Literature for Children, Volume 1An anthology composed of selections of graduated reading difficulty that includes nursery rhymes, fables, fairy tales, poems, folk tales, short stories, historical accounts, biographical profiles, excerpts from longer works, and a usage guide designed to assist with the development of reading programs. |
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... told the moral of this little piece , but it is a great deal bigger and broader than one might think . Many times we are stoning frogs when we play a practical joke on our friends , or frighten children younger than ourselves . A THE ...
... told the moral of this little piece , but it is a great deal bigger and broader than one might think . Many times we are stoning frogs when we play a practical joke on our friends , or frighten children younger than ourselves . A THE ...
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... told , undressed herself and got into bed . But the little girl , amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her night - clothes , said : " Dear me , Grandmamma , what great arms you have ! " The wolf replied : " They are so much ...
... told , undressed herself and got into bed . But the little girl , amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her night - clothes , said : " Dear me , Grandmamma , what great arms you have ! " The wolf replied : " They are so much ...
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... told of Tom's wonderful deeds . We have not time to read more of them now , but they were so wonderful that people heard about them all over the world . All very naturally wished that Tom had lived in their own country . After a while ...
... told of Tom's wonderful deeds . We have not time to read more of them now , but they were so wonderful that people heard about them all over the world . All very naturally wished that Tom had lived in their own country . After a while ...
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... " Alas , yes , " she replied . " We have food enough , but where are our poor children ? How they would feast on what we shall have left ! It is all your fault ; it is just as I told you over and over HOP - O ' - MY - THUMB 115.
... " Alas , yes , " she replied . " We have food enough , but where are our poor children ? How they would feast on what we shall have left ! It is all your fault ; it is just as I told you over and over HOP - O ' - MY - THUMB 115.
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... told you over and over again , that we should repent the hour we left them to starve in the forest . Oh , mercy , perhaps they have already been eaten by hungry wolves ! I told you how it would be , I told you how it would be ! " At ...
... told you over and over again , that we should repent the hour we left them to starve in the forest . Oh , mercy , perhaps they have already been eaten by hungry wolves ! I told you how it would be , I told you how it would be ! " At ...
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animals asked Atalanta Baucis and Philemon Bear Beast beautiful began Blynken bread brother called Canaan castle child Cinderella cried dear Dick door dragon dream drummer Duck Duckling Egypt EUGENE FIELD eyes fairies father fell fire flew forest frightened gave giant girl gold golden bird Grethel grew hand HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN Hansel happy hare head heard Hippomenes Hop-o'-my-thumb horse hunter Jack JAKOB GRIMM Joseph killed king King Arthur king's daughter knew lady land land of Goshen lion little pig lived Loki looked Lucille Enders maiden morning mother Mouse never night Ogre old woman palace Pharaoh poor prince princess replied ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON servants singing sisters sleep soon stood tell things thought Tin Soldier told took tree ugly wife witch wolf wood young
Popular passages
Page 348 - You elegant fowl, How charmingly sweet you sing! Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?
Page 347 - THE Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The' Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, "O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are!
Page 417 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child.
Page 412 - They stole little Bridget For seven years long; When she came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow; They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
Page 32 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Page 60 - Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he: He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Page 150 - 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 26 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king?
Page 411 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men. Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home — They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam ; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain-lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.
Page 75 - The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!