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Page 66 - Don't meddle! don't touch! little girl, little boy, Or the world will lose some of its joy! Now I'm glad! now I'm free! And I always shall be, If you never bring sorrow to me." So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, To you and to me, to you and to me; And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy, "Oh, the world's running over with joy! But long it won't be, Don't you know? Don't you see? Unless we are as good as can be!
Page 96 - SUPPOSE the little Cowslip Should hang its golden cup, And say, " I'm such a tiny flower I'd better not grow up...
Page 79 - LAMB. Mary had a little lamb ; Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.
Page 86 - I cried for her more than a week, dears, But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, dears, As I played...
Page 83 - You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not...
Page 65 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star ; How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 65 - In the dark blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep; For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky.
Page 11 - The mouse's petition Found in the trap where he had been confined all night by Dr. Priestley, for the sake of making experiments with different kinds of air. O hear a pensive prisoner's prayer. For liberty that sighs; And never let thine heart be shut Against the wretch's cries! For here forlorn and sad I sit, Within the wiry grate; And tremble at th 'approaching morn.