Teaching how to Read: A Manual for Teachers, Parte1D.C. Heath and Company, 1918 - 248 páginas |
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Página 36 - 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.
Página 35 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Página 79 - What can I give him, poor as I am? if I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb, if I were a wise man I would do my part; yet what I can I give him, give my heart.
Página 83 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 79 - GOD bless the master of this house, The mistress also ; And all the little children That round the table go ; And all your kin and kinsmen, That dwell both far and near, I wish you a merry Christmas, And a happy new year.
Página 36 - ONCE I saw a little bird Come hop, hop, hop ; So I cried, little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop? And was going to the window To say, how do you do ? But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew.
Página 62 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Página 37 - BLOW, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it and into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn. Six little mice sat down to spin, Pussy passed by, and she peeped in. "What are you at, my little men?
Página 37 - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
Página 78 - HEAP on more wood ! — the wind is chill ; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.