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61 ページ - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
108 ページ - LADY MOON, Lady Moon, where are you roving ? Over the sea. Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving ? All that love me. Are you not tired with rolling, and never Resting to sleep ? Why look so pale and so sad, as forever Wishing to weep ? Ask me not this, little child, if you love me : You are too bold : I must obey my dear Father above me, And do as I'm told. • Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving ? Over the sea.
79 ページ - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
32 ページ - ONCE I saw a little bird Come hop, hop, hop ; So I cried, little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop? And was going to the window To say, how do you do ? But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew.
64 ページ - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
57 ページ - THE SUN'S TRAVELS THE sun is not a-bed, when I At night upon my pillow lie; Still round the earth his way he takes, And morning after morning makes. While here at home, in shining day, We round the sunny garden play, Each little Indian sleepy-head Is being kissed and put to bed.
95 ページ - Lost your mittens! You naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie!" "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
79 ページ - BLOW, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it and into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn. Six little mice sat down to spin, Pussy passed by, and she peeped in. "What are you at, my little men?
108 ページ - Are you not tired with rolling, and never Resting to sleep ? Why look so pale and so sad, as forever Wishing to weep? "Ask me not this, little child, if you love me : You are too bold : •* Jousfc obey my dear Father above me, And do as I'm told.