Rhymes for the nursery, by the authors of Original poems. Illustr. ed1859 |
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ACKWORTH adventure amusing ARTHUR HALL BEGGAR blue bread bright brought papa home bye bye CANADIAN CRUSOES cheek cloth gilt cloth lettered Cowslips Cuts daisies darling DARTON AND HARVEY'S dear boys dear mamma Dobbin Dolly EMILY TAYLOR Engravings Fcap fret gilt edges go to bed grass Growler HARVEY'S PUBLICATIONS head Here's kiss KITTEN Little baby dear little birds little child LITTLE GIRL Little lady Little lark look MARIA HACK meadows merry tune morning mother naughty nest never night NOSEGAY NURSERY PATERNOSTER ROW Peeping play play with fire pleasant poor little posy gay pray pretty flower pretty little pretty thing Price RHYMES Rice Lake round shines sing a merry sleep snails SNOWDROP song Square 16mo stand story sure sweet tale tears tell told Twas Twill twinkle VIRTUE WAKEFIELD'S PRISCILLA warm Woodcuts yellow young
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Page 18 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 76 - True, it seems a pleasant thing To nip the daisies in the spring ; But many chilly nights I pass On the cold and dewy grass, Or pick a scanty dinner, where All the common's brown and bare. Then the farmer comes at last, When the merry spring is past, And cuts my woolly coat away, To warm you in the winter's day: Little master, this is why In the pleasant fields I lie.
Page 18 - When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveler in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark : He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
Page 74 - Every thing can something do, But what kind of use are you ? Nay, my little master, nay, Do not serve me so, I pray : Don't you see the wool that grows On my back, to make you clothes ? Cold, and very cold, you'd be, If you had not wool from me.
Page 81 - HAT ! go to see the kittens drowned, On purpose, in the yard ! I did not think there could be found A little heart so hard. Poor kittens ! no more pretty play With Pussy's wagging tail : Oh ! I'd go far enough away, Before I'd see the pail.
Page 36 - Poor old pussy-cat, that purrs All so patiently for hers. True, she runs about the house, Catching now and then a mouse ; But, though she thinks it very nice, That only makes a tiny slice : So don't forget that you should stop, And leave poor puss a little drop. THE FLOWER AND THE LADY: ABOUT GETTING UP.
Page 39 - DANCE, little baby, dance up high, Never mind, baby, mother is by ; Crow and caper, caper and crow, There, little baby, there you go ; Up to the ceiling, down to the ground, Backwards and forwards, round and round ; Dance, little baby, and mother will sing, With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding.
Page 19 - And often through my curtains peep ; . For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky.
Page 72 - The little Coward. WHY, here's a foolish little man, Laugh at him, donkey, if you can ; And cat, and dog, and cow, and calf, Come, every one of you, and laugh : For, only think, he runs away If honest donkey does but bray ! And when the bull begins to bellow, He's like a crazy little fellow. Poor Brindle cow can hardly pass Along the hedge, to nip the grass, Or wag her tail to lash the flies, But off...