Little Lily's picture book. With pictures by J. Gilbert [and others].George Routledge and Sons, 1872 - 190页 |
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第46页
... Mamma were both dead , and he had no brothers or sisters , and very few people to love him . He often envied the poor little peasant children who played so merrily on the moor , and would have given all his fine clothes and beautiful ...
... Mamma were both dead , and he had no brothers or sisters , and very few people to love him . He often envied the poor little peasant children who played so merrily on the moor , and would have given all his fine clothes and beautiful ...
第56页
... Mamma ; she dusts the room and makes her own bed , and is so use- ful that her Mamma often says she does not know what she should do without her . They are expecting Papa home now , and Jeannie has set the tea - things ready for his tea ...
... Mamma ; she dusts the room and makes her own bed , and is so use- ful that her Mamma often says she does not know what she should do without her . They are expecting Papa home now , and Jeannie has set the tea - things ready for his tea ...
第62页
... Mamma asked her if she had broken the jar , she said “ No. ” As Janet was usually very truthful , her Mamma believed her , and began blaming one of the servants . But Janet was not so mean and cowardly as to let another be scolded for ...
... Mamma asked her if she had broken the jar , she said “ No. ” As Janet was usually very truthful , her Mamma believed her , and began blaming one of the servants . But Janet was not so mean and cowardly as to let another be scolded for ...
第78页
... Mamma gave it to Scrub , the dog , who liked it well enough , and ate it up without ever saying that it was not sweet enough or that there was too much bread , or grumbling like Lizzie . But , as Lizzie was not allowed to have anything ...
... Mamma gave it to Scrub , the dog , who liked it well enough , and ate it up without ever saying that it was not sweet enough or that there was too much bread , or grumbling like Lizzie . But , as Lizzie was not allowed to have anything ...
第86页
... ease , it is yet afraid of a poor little mouse . Once a mouse was put into a Tiger's cage , and the Tiger ran up into the farthest corner roaring , and trem- bling with fear . H.Wr W.WEICHT E << MAMMA'S COMFORTER . DEAR Mamma , 86.
... ease , it is yet afraid of a poor little mouse . Once a mouse was put into a Tiger's cage , and the Tiger ran up into the farthest corner roaring , and trem- bling with fear . H.Wr W.WEICHT E << MAMMA'S COMFORTER . DEAR Mamma , 86.
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Alfred animals Aunt Sally beautiful Blackbird bread and milk brothers and sisters BROWN BEAR called Chamois COCK-A-DOODLE-DO comes cousin croak croquet day long dear deer delight enchanted forest eyes Father in heaven fish frozen Grandpapa guess heard Hum hum King Alfred kiss kitten Land's End laughed Lion little birds little children little girl lived Lizzie look LUCY GRAY Maddington Maggie magic flower Maja Mamma Margery Maud Medusa morning mother mouth neck nest never nice night Nixey noise NORTH CAPE Nurse Nylghaie Papa picture pieces play poor little portcullis pretty pudding Queen Mab rain Robinson Crusoe Rooks round sang singing SIR WALTER RALEIGH sixpence snow soft song story summer-time tell things thought Thrush Tiger told town tree tridge Turk Uncle walk Wapiti warm watch-birds wire gauze wonderful wood-cutter young
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第76页 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell.
第130页 - THE dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink ; I heard a voice ; it said, " Drink, pretty Creature, drink ! " And, looking o'er the hedge, before me I espied A snow-white mountain Lamb with a Maiden at its side. No other sheep were near, the Lamb was all alone, And by a slender cord was tethered to a stone ; With one knee on the grass did the little Maiden kneel, While to that mountain Lamb she gave its evening meal. The Lamb, while from her hand he...
第5页 - 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44页 - She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb : But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide ; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door.
第57页 - Tis dreary crossing o'er the wold. He's crossing o'er the wold apace, He's stronger than the storm ; He does not feel the cold — not he, His heart it is so warm. For father's heart is stout and true, As ever human bosom knew.
第18页 - And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
第76页 - said I, "If they two are in heaven?" Quick was the little Maid's reply, "O Master! we are seven*. "But they are dead; those two are dead! Their spirits are in heaven!" Twas| throwing words away; for still The little Maid would have her will, And said, "Nay, we are seven!
第132页 - And Othere the old sea-captain Stared at him wild and weird, Then smiled, till his shining teeth Gleamed white from underneath His tawny, quivering beard.
第132页 - And then uprose before me, Upon the water's edge, The huge and haggard shape Of that unknown North Cape, Whose form is like a wedge. The sea was rough and stormy, The tempest howled and wailed, And the sea-fog, like a ghost, Haunted that dreary coast, But onward still I sailed. Four days I steered to eastward, Four days without a night : Round in a fiery ring Went the great sun, O King, With red and lurid light.
第45页 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. " To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the...