Swinton's First[-sixth] Reader, 第 2 冊

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Ivison, Blakeman, Taylor, & Company, 1882

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第 135 頁 - All that you do, Do with your might; Things done by halves Are never done right. One thing each time, And that done well, Is a very good rule, As many can tell.
第 147 頁 - There are no flowers, I suppose, on the beach, or I would ask you to bring me a bouquet, as you used at Stratford. But there are little crabs! If you would catch one for me, and teach it to dance the Polka, it would make me quite happy; for I have not had any toys or playthings for a long time.
第 121 頁 - BEHOLD a little baby boy, A happy babe is he ; His face how bright, His heart how light, His throne his mother's knee. Now in her face with laughing eye I see him gaily peep ; And now at rest Upon her breast He gently sinks to sleep. His lips are red, his teeth like pearls ; The rogue ! he has but two ; His golden hair How soft and fair, His eyes how bright and blue ! His tiny hands are white and plump ; And, waking...
第 61 頁 - The teacher saw her, and said, "Mary, you had better kiss your brother." Mary dropped her hand, and looked up at the teacher, as if she did not fully understand her. She had never been taught to return good for evil. She thought if her brother struck her, she, of course, must strike him back.
第 111 頁 - 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...
第 145 頁 - Hurrah ! we'll have a holiday, And through the wood and up the glade We'll go, in sunshine and in shade, Over the hills and far a\vay.
第 145 頁 - The wild-rose blooms on every spray, In all the sky is not a cloud, And merry birds are singing loud, Over the hills and far away. Not one of us behind must stay, But little ones and all shall go, Where Summer breezes gently blow, Over the hills and far away. r * " "D OYS will be boys," and most of them are 1 J fond of teasing their sisters.
第 135 頁 - WORK while you work, Play while you play, That is the way To be cheerful and gay, All that you do, Do with your might ; Things done by halves Are never done right.
第 111 頁 - I once had a sweet little doll, — The prettiest doll in the world ; Her cheeks were so red and so white, And her hair was so prettily curled ! But I lost my poor little doll, As I played in the fields one day ; And I cried for her more than a week, But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, As I played in the fields one day.
第 90 頁 - Little blue-bird in the tree, sing a song to me; Sing about the mountain, sing about the sea, Sing about the steamboats — Is there one for me?

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