Rhymes for the nursery. By the authors of 'Original poems'.1818 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Authors of Original better blue bread bright brought papa home bye bye cheek child clothes cowslips daisies darling Darton day long dear boys dear mamma Dobbin Dolly Donkey drest dunce fret garden glad go to bed good-natur'd Gracechurch-Street grass grow Growler half bound head idle kiss kittens learn to read leaves Little baby dear little birds little Boy little girl little Harry Little lady little lark little thing look lov'd meadows merry tune morning mother naughty neat nest Never mind nice night Nosegay Original Poems Peeping play with fire pleasant ploughman poor children posy gay pray pretty flow'r Price Priscilla Wakefield purple violet pussy pussy cat round scold shines sing a merry sleep snails snow stand sulk sure sweet sweet kiss tears tell there's twas Twill twinkle walk warm WASP yellow
Passagens conhecidas
Página 10 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Página 78 - I HEAR a pretty bird, but hark ! I cannot see it anywhere. Oh ! it is a little lark, Singing in the morning air. Little lark, do tell me why You are singing in the sky...
Página 90 - tis all very true, But if I were half as much mischief to do, Indeed they would love me no better than you. You have a fine shape, and a delicate wing, They own you are handsome, but then there's one thing They cannot put up with, and that is your sting.
Página 67 - Dear mother/' said a little fish, "Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try.
Página 54 - To warm and to guard them, her love was so strong ; And her mate sat beside her and sung her a song. One day the young birds were all crying for food, So off flew their mother away from her brood ; And up came some boys who were wicked and rude.
Página 55 - Peeping on the flower-bed, Looking all so green and gay On this fine and pleasant day. For the mild south wind doth blow, And hath melted all the snow, And the sun shines out so warm, You need not fear another storm. So your pretty...
Página 2 - Yes, my darling, well I know How the bitter wind doth blow ; And the winter's snow and rain, Patter on the window-pane ; But they cannot come in here, To my little baby dear ; For the window shutteth fast, Till the stormy night is past ; And the curtains warm are spread Round about her cradle-bed ; So till morning shineth bright, Little baby dear, good night.
Página 17 - COME here to papa, and I'll tell my dear boy, (For I think he would never have guessed) How many poor animals we must employ, Before little Charles can be dressed. The pretty sheep gives you the wool from his sides, To make you a jacket to use ; And the dog or the seal must be stript of their hides, To give you a couple of shoes.
Página 10 - And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky.
Página 1 - Cow Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on the weedy bank ; But the yellow cowslip eat, That will make it very sweet.