Open Sesame!: Arranged for children from four to twelve years oldBlanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin Ginn & Company, 1889 |
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... heard him stir in his bed : - " Make room for a tired little fellow , Kind God ! " was the last he said . ALAS ! little Kitty KITTY . MARION DOUGLAS . do give her your pity Had lived seven years , and was never called pretty ! Her hair ...
... heard him stir in his bed : - " Make room for a tired little fellow , Kind God ! " was the last he said . ALAS ! little Kitty KITTY . MARION DOUGLAS . do give her your pity Had lived seven years , and was never called pretty ! Her hair ...
18 psl.
... heard a strange sound , as of wings round her flit- ting ; A light not of sunbeams , a fragrance more sweet Than the wind's , blowing over The red - blossomed clover , Made her thrill with delight from her head to her feet ; And a voice ...
... heard a strange sound , as of wings round her flit- ting ; A light not of sunbeams , a fragrance more sweet Than the wind's , blowing over The red - blossomed clover , Made her thrill with delight from her head to her feet ; And a voice ...
23 psl.
... heard Half so gay a song from any bird ; - Full of quips and wiles , Now so round and rich , now soft and slow , All for love of that sweet face below , Dimpled o'er with smiles . And the while the bonny bird did pour His full heart out ...
... heard Half so gay a song from any bird ; - Full of quips and wiles , Now so round and rich , now soft and slow , All for love of that sweet face below , Dimpled o'er with smiles . And the while the bonny bird did pour His full heart out ...
30 psl.
... heard a small voice crying . And shivering on the corner stood A child of four or over ; No cloak nor hat her small soft arms And wind - blown curls to cover . Her dimpled face was stained with tears ; Her round blue eyes ran over ; She ...
... heard a small voice crying . And shivering on the corner stood A child of four or over ; No cloak nor hat her small soft arms And wind - blown curls to cover . Her dimpled face was stained with tears ; Her round blue eyes ran over ; She ...
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... heard a voice ; it said , " Drink , pretty creature , drink ! " And , looking o'er the hedge , before me I espied A snow - white mountain - lamb , with a maiden at its side . Nor sheep nor kine were near ; the lamb was all alone . And ...
... heard a voice ; it said , " Drink , pretty creature , drink ! " And , looking o'er the hedge , before me I espied A snow - white mountain - lamb , with a maiden at its side . Nor sheep nor kine were near ; the lamb was all alone . And ...
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Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
Open Sesame!: Arranged for children from four to twelve years old Blanche Wilder Bellamy,Maud Wilder Goodwin Visos knygos peržiūra - 1897 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
a-begging Æsop ALFRED TENNYSON ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE angel ANONYMOUS baby Barum beautiful bird blow blue boughs bright child CHRISTINA G Christmas cold cried dark dead doth dream eyes fair fairy father feet flowers fly away home forever golden good-night green hair hand happy hath head hear heart heaven John JOHN KEBLE King kiss Lady Moon lady-bird lamb land leaves light Little white Lily live look maid mamma MARY HOWITT merry morning mother never night o'er old oaken bucket pipe play poor pray pretty Queen rain rest River Robin rose round Saint Swithun shine sing skies sleep smile soft song star-spangled banner stars storm summer sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD thou tree Twas watch WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wonderful
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