Peter and Polly in SummerAmerican Book Company, 1912 - 144 pages |
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... What will you 1 to - day ? " he asked . Good morning , Mr. Howe , " said Polly . vill buy that paper of pins . " What else can I do for you ? " I will buy those shoes . They will just 11 · 199 1 " Those are good shoes , " said Peter .
... What will you 1 to - day ? " he asked . Good morning , Mr. Howe , " said Polly . vill buy that paper of pins . " What else can I do for you ? " I will buy those shoes . They will just 11 · 199 1 " Those are good shoes , " said Peter .
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... said the little storekeeper . 66 Oh , Peter , " cried Polly , " soap does not cost so much ! " " This soap does , " said Peter . 66 thing in this store costs fifty dollars . " " Even the pins ? " asked his sister . Yes , everything ...
... said the little storekeeper . 66 Oh , Peter , " cried Polly , " soap does not cost so much ! " " This soap does , " said Peter . 66 thing in this store costs fifty dollars . " " Even the pins ? " asked his sister . Yes , everything ...
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... asked mother . 66 " Why , a couple of cream , " cried Peter , a couple of cream ! " " Oh , mother , " said Polly , " he means a pful of cream , not a couple of cream ! e doesn't get his words just right , does e , mother ? " IN THE ...
... asked mother . 66 " Why , a couple of cream , " cried Peter , a couple of cream ! " " Oh , mother , " said Polly , " he means a pful of cream , not a couple of cream ! e doesn't get his words just right , does e , mother ? " IN THE ...
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... said Peter . like the daisies . I like them all better than tame flowers . " His father said , " Farmers do not like daisies . " 66 Why don't they ? " asked Peter . " Because they spoil the hay . You can- not make good hay out of ...
... said Peter . like the daisies . I like them all better than tame flowers . " His father said , " Farmers do not like daisies . " 66 Why don't they ? " asked Peter . " Because they spoil the hay . You can- not make good hay out of ...
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... Peter thinks they are just raindrops . Watch them hop up and down on the side- walk and see . " This is what the Story Lady says the little brook sometimes sings about . 66 Story Lady , " asked Polly , " does our little brook like to ...
... Peter thinks they are just raindrops . Watch them hop up and down on the side- walk and see . " This is what the Story Lady says the little brook sometimes sings about . 66 Story Lady , " asked Polly , " does our little brook like to ...
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animal cracker asked Peter barn bay horse big boy Billy Goat birds Blacky Bobolink called candy chase chicks clams climb cream cried Peter cried Polly curled daisies day Polly dirt East Village eter fairies Farmer Brown father field funny go home Good-by goody grandmother grandmother's grass hair hard hole horse hurt JACK-O'-LANTERNS Jersey cows John Gilpin jump keep kites kittens knew lanterns little brook live look MALCOLM MCGREGOR milk Monkeys moon mother never Never-still olly Once pearls Peter and Polly pins play Polly and Peter Polly's pumpkin quart redtop ride river road scissors sheep sings Sometimes stop Story Lady summer sunbeam supper tail thought Tim's took trees turtle Wag-wag walked warm watch wind winter wish Woodchuck wool yeast cake
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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,