Golden Treasury Readers: Primer, First-5th reader, Book 1American Book Company, 1909 - Readers |
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a-wooing asked baby baker beat dog beautiful bush began Billy Possum birds bite kid bite pig blank places bread build a nest burn stick burn the stick bush of berries butcher cat may give cat milk catkins caught cow hay cow-bird Dog won't bite drink water farmer fish flew frog gave mouse GIANT MAIDEN give the cat gnaw grind ax hang smith harm hill home to-night Jack Bunny Jim Coon keep my house let me fly lion little birdie LITTLE PLANT looked loved magpie meat mother mouse gave never night old woman pick my beautiful playthings plow Pray Pussy Willow Put words quench fire robin rope seen the wind short story sleep stand tickling Stick won't beat stile strike ox Swing high tail thrush till I pick tree TWINKLE Write a story
Popular passages
Page 44 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, • Let me rise and fly away.
Page 104 - In the heart of a seed, Buried deep, so deep! A dear little plant Lay fast asleep! "Wake!" said the sunshine, "And creep to the light!
Page 106 - 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 12 - Stick won't beat dog ; Dog won't bite pig ; Pig won't get over the stile ; And I shall not get home to-night.
Page 83 - Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind ? Neither you nor I : But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Page 2 - First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she came to the cow, and thus began: "Pray, Cow, give me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat may give me my own tail again.
Page 95 - Boats sail on the rivers, And ships sail on the seas; But clouds that sail across the sky Are prettier far than these. There are bridges on the rivers, As pretty as you please; But the bow that bridges heaven And overtops the trees, And builds a road from earth to sky, Is prettier far than these.
Page 50 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 11 - But the dog would not. She went a little farther, and she met a stick. So she said, " Stick ! stick ! beat dog ; dog won't bite pig ; piggy won't get over the stile, and I shan't get home to-night.
Page 105 - Sleep, baby, sleep! The large stars are the sheep ; The little stars are the lambs, I guess ; And the gentle moon is the shepherdess. Sleep, baby, sleep!