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第 77 頁 - O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving; Sweet little red feet ! why should you die — Why would you leave me, sweet bird!
第 125 頁 - 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!
第 186 頁 - seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter; My birthday lessons are done; The lambs play always, they know no better; They are only one times one.
第 125 頁 - 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.
第 53 頁 - A fair little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see ; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, "Dear work, good night, good night!
第 93 頁 - This is the way the river flows : Here a whirl and there a dance ; Slowly now, then like a lance, Swiftly to the sea it goes, — This is the way the river flows. This is the way the birdie sings : "Baby birdies in the nest, You I surely love the best ; Over you I fold my wings" — • This is the way the birdie sings.
第 54 頁 - Though she saw him there like a ball of light; For she knew he had God's time to keep All over the world and never could sleep.
第 173 頁 - So, little by little, She brought her leaves out, All clustered about ; And then her bright flowers Began to unfold, Till Daffy stood robed In her spring green and gold.
第 124 頁 - There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree, He's singing to me! He's singing to me! And what does he say, little girl, little boy? "Oh, the world's running over with joy! Don't you hear? don't you see? Hush! Look! In my tree, I'm as happy as happy can be!