My First School-book to Teach Me to Read and Spell Words, and Understand Them

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T.R. Marvin, 1856 - 107 Seiten
 

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Seite 60 - Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go; He followed her to school one day — That was against the rule. It made the children laugh and play To see a lamb at school.
Seite 75 - And every thing she says to me I must directly mind ; For when I was a baby, And could not speak or walk, She let me in her bosom sleep, And taught me how to talk. I must not tease my mother ; And when she likes to read, Or has the headache, I will step Most silently indeed.
Seite 80 - And everybody loved him so, Because he always told the truth, That every day, as he grew up, 'Twas said, "There goes the honest youth !" And when the people that stood near Would turn to ask the reason why, The answer would be always this : " Because he never tells a lie.
Seite 61 - And so the Teacher turned him out, But still he lingered near, And waited patiently about, Till Mary did appear; And then he ran to her, and laid His head upon her arm, As if he said - "I'm not afraid You'll keep me from all harm." "What makes the lamb love Mary so?" The eager children cry "O, Mary loves the lamb, you know...
Seite 96 - If at first you don't succeed, Try, try again. Let your courage well appear ; If you only persevere, You will conquer, never fear; Try, try again. " Twice or thrice, though you should fail, Try again. If at last you would prevail, Try again. When you strive, there's no disgrace, Though you fail to win the race ; Bravely then, in such a case, Try, try again.
Seite 100 - And will my flowers come, too?" The little fellow said ; " And all be bright and new, That now looks cold and dead?" " O, yes, dear ; in the spring , The flowers will all revive, The birds return and sing, And all be made alive.
Seite 83 - So, after a while, but how long I can't tell, The little ones crept, one by one, from the shell ; And their mother was pleased, and she loved them well. She spread her soft wings on them all the day long, To warm and to guard them, her love was so strong ; And her mate sat beside her and sung her a song.
Seite 96 - Try, try, try again. If at first you don't succeed, Try, try, try again. Let your courage well appear ; If you only persevere, You will conquer, never fear — Try, try, try again. Twice or thrice though you should fail, Try again. If at last you would prevail, Try again. "When you strive...
Seite 95 - Who taught you to sing, My sweet pretty birds ? Who tuned your beautiful throats? You make all the woods And the valleys to ring, You bring the first news Of the earliest spring, With your loud and silvery notes.
Seite 80 - And when he trotted off to school, The children all about would cry, " There goes the curly-headed boy, The boy who never tells a lie.

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