Peter and Polly in Summer

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American Book Company, 1912 - Readers - 144 pages

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Page 86 - I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Page 52 - Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full...
Page 64 - Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Page 65 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Page 86 - Like ladies' skirts across the grass — 0 wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all — 0 wind, a-blowing all day long, 0 wind, that sings so loud a song!
Page 11 - How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside — Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown — Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down!
Page 42 - WHERE GO THE BOATS? DARK brown is the river, Golden is the sand. It flows along forever, With trees on either hand. Green leaves a-floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a-boating — Where will all come home? On goes the river And out past the mill, Away down the valley, Away down the hilL Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore.
Page 89 - ... night Peter went to bed early. It was not dark. The bright moon shone in at the window. Peter could see everything in the room. All at once he heard a noise. Peter opened his eyes. He saw that the room had grown dark. Something was outside the window. Tap, tap, came a noise at the window. "What is it?
Page 90 - It is I, Peter. Come to the window." Peter climbed out of bed and went to the window. There he saw a bird. This bird was so large that his eyes were as big as saucers. "Hello, Peter," said the bird. "Hello.
Page 61 - And off they went down the road. Soon they came to a path. This path led to the river. " We will leave the horse here,

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