Readings and Recitations for Juniors

Readings and Recitations for Juniors

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1891 edition. Excerpt: ...back of my chair, Tf I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen In his Mouse-Tower on the Bhine! Do you think, 0 blue-eyed banditti, Because you hare scaled the wall, Such an old mustache as I am Is not a match for you all! I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart. And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in dust away. Longfellow. LITTLE GOLDENHAIR.' Goldenhair climbed upon grandpapa's knee. Dear little Goldenhair! tired was she; All the day busy, as busy could be. 1 Imitation of child-voice, high pitch, small volume of tone. Up in the morning, as soon as 'twas light, Out with the birds and butterflies bright, Skipping about till the coming of night. Grandpapa toyed with the curls on her head, ' What has my darling been doing," he said, " Since she arose with the sun from her bed?" " Pitty much," answered the sweet little one. "I cannot tell so much things I have done. Played with my dolly, and feeded my Bun; "And then I jumped with my little jump-rope; And I made, out of some water and soap, Bootiful worlds, mamma's castles of hope. " I afterward readed in my picture-book; And Bella and I we went down to look For smooth little stones by the side of the brook. "And then I corned home and eated my tea; And I climbed up on grandpapa's knee; And I jes as tired as tired can be." Lower and lower the little head pressed, Until it dropped upon grandpapa's breast. Dear little Goldenhair, . sweet be thy rest!, We are but children. The things that we do Are as sports of a babe to more

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  • Paperback | 32 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 77g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236675983
  • 9781236675989