First Reader with 4,000 Words for Spelling by Sound

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Edwards & Broughton, Printers, 1895 - Readers - 96 pages
 

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Page 77 - Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow ; And everywhere that Mary went. The lamb was sure to go.
Page 73 - Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down, and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.
Page 85 - Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn. Where is the boy Who looks after the sheep? He's under the haycock Fast asleep.
Page 82 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Page 72 - Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again." "That last line is much too long for the poetry," she added, almost out loud, forgetting that Humpty Dumpty would hear her.
Page 70 - Old Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, 'Twas built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood. This is her son Jack, A plain-looking lad, He is not very good, Nor yet very bad. She sent him to market, A live goose he bought, Here, mother...
Page 86 - Pease) Porridge Hot Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, Pease porridge in the pot nine days old ; Some like it hot, some like it cold, Some like it in the pot nine days old.
Page 92 - WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits. When merry milkmaids click the latch, And rarely smells the new-mown hay, And the cock hath sung beneath the thatch Twice or thrice his roundelay, Twice or thrice his roundelay : Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Page 75 - What are Little Boys Made Of?" What are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of? "Snaps and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails; And that's what little boys are made of.
Page 75 - This little pig went to market. This little pig stayed at home. This little pig had roast beef. This little pig had none. This little pig cried, "Wee, wee!

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