The national reading books, adapted to the government code. adapted to the new code, 1871, Volume 3

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Page 109 - You say that two at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell, Sweet Maid, how this may be." Then did the little Maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the church-yard lie, Beneath the church-yard tree." "You run about, my little Maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the church-yard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side...
Page 108 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Page 110 - So in the churchyard she was laid, And, all the summer dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. ' And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
Page 110 - How many are you, then," said I, "If they two are in heaven?" Quick was the little Maid's reply, "O Master! we are seven.
Page 110 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Page 57 - THE SHEEP. LAZY sheep, pray tell me why In the pleasant fields you lie, Eating grass and daisies white, From the morning till the night? Everything .can something do, But what kind of use are you...
Page 63 - Go to the Ant, thou Sluggard, consider her ways, and be wise : which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and 244 gathereth her food in the harvest.
Page 48 - ... brooks, to bathe her languid limbs. The brooks and rivulets fly from her, and are dried up at her approach . She cools her parched lips with berries, and the grateful acid of fruits ; the seedy melon, the sharp apple, and the red pulp of the juicy cherry, which are poured out plentifully around her.
Page 2 - DEAR mother/' said a little fish, " Pray is not that a fly? I'm very hungry, and I wish You'd let me go and try." " Sweet innocent," the mother cried, And started from her nook, " That horrid fly is put to hide The sharpness of the hook.
Page 57 - Nay, my little master, nay, Do not serve me so, I pray! Don't you see the wool that grows On my back to make your clothes ? Cold, ah, very cold you'd be, If you had not wool from me.

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