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beer bell bird boat cage called can-not cane cold coun-tries earth ELEMENTS face fall fear feel fire gate give ground grow hand hear heat hedge hill hind hope juice jump keep kind lass leaves legs light looks Lord lost means milk mill mind moat moon move pains pear peo-ple play poor pump puss rain READING LESSONS ride ring rise road rule sail seen ships sing soft soon sound steam sugar sure tell thing tide till tone turn ve-ry walk wish wood WORD-MAKING worm
Seite 59 - The LORD, ye know, is GOD indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Seite 66 - My God, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise, And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines.
Seite 22 - I like little pussy, her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her, she'll do me no harm; So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away, But pussy and I very gently will play: 2.
Seite 49 - Mischief, adding, for want of a Nail, the Shoe was lost ; for want of a Shoe the Horse was lost ; and for want of a Horse the Rider was lost, being overtaken and slain by the Enemy, all for want of Care about a Horse-shoe Nail.
Seite 57 - WORK while you work, Play while you play, That is the way To be cheerful and gay. All that you do, Do with your might, Things done by halves Are never done right.
Seite 66 - And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines. So like the sun would I fulfil The business of the day; Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heavenly way. Give me, 0 Lord, thy early grace, Nor let my soul complain That the young morning of my days Has all been spent in vain.
Seite 57 - One thing each time, And that done well, Is a very good rule, As many can tell.
Seite 54 - TURN, turn thy hasty foot aside, Nor crush that helpless worm : The frame thy wayward looks deride, Required a God to form. The common Lord of all that move, From whom thy being flowed, A portion of his boundless love On that poor worm bestowed.