Elson Primary School Reader: Book three-[four], Libro 3

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Scott, Foresman, 1913 - 288 páginas

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Página 18 - UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home, They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs. All night awake.
Página 47 - And a hive of silvery bees; And they bought a pig, and some green jackdaws, And a lovely monkey with lollipop paws, And forty bottles of ring-bo-ree, And no end of Stilton cheese.
Página 110 - And wouldn't it be nicer For you to smile than pout. And so make sunshine in the house When there is none without? Suppose your task, my little man. Is very hard to get. Will it make it any easier For you to sit and fret? And wouldn't it be wiser Than waiting like a dunce. To go to work in earnest And learn the thing at once? Suppose that some boys have a hone. And some a coach and pair, Will it tire you less while walking To say, "It isn't fair"?
Página 66 - THERE lived a sage in days of yore, And he a handsome pigtail wore ; But wondered much and sorrowed more Because it hung behind him. He mused upon this curious case, And swore he'd change the pigtail's place, And have it hanging at his face, Not dangling there behind him. Says he, " The mystery I've found ; I'll turn me round," — he turned him round; But still it hung behind him.
Página 46 - Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green, and their hands are blue, And they went to sea in a Sieve.
Página 215 - Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near. The fireside for the cricket, The wheat-stack for the mouse, When trembling night-winds whistle And moan all round the house. The frosty ways like iron, The branches plumed with snow, — Alas! in Winter dead and dark, Where can poor Robin go? Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer!
Página 173 - How sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot! From the morn to the evening he strays; He shall follow his sheep all the day, And his tongue shall be filled with praise. For he hears the lambs...
Página 46 - They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter's morn, on a stormy day, In a Sieve they went to sea! And when the Sieve turned round and round, And every one cried, 'You'll all be drowned!
Página 214 - Good-bye, good-bye to Summer ! For Summer's nearly done ; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun ; Our thrushes now are silent, Our swallows flown away, — But Robin's here in coat of brown, And scarlet breast-knot gay. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear ! Robin sings so sweetly In the falling of the year. Bright yellow, red, and orange...
Página 114 - WHICHEVER way the wind doth blow, Some heart is glad to have it so ; Then blow it east or blow it west, The wind that blows, that wind is best.

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