The World and Its People, Book 1

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Larkin Dunton
Silver, Burdett, 1889

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Page 58 - High and low The summer winds blow ! They dance and play with the garden flowers, And bend the grasses and yellow grain ; They rock the bird in her hanging nest, And dash the rain on the window-pane.
Page 50 - I close mine eyes in sleep, I know that He will with me stay, And will all night watch by me keep. For He who rules the stars and sea, Who makes the grass and trees to grow, Will look on a poor child like me, When on my knees I to Him bow.
Page 99 - God, my child, the glorious One — He formed them by his power; He made alike the brilliant sun, And every leaf and flower. "He made your little feet to walk; Your sparkling eyes to see ; Your busy, prattling tongue to talk ; And limbs so light and free.
Page 101 - ... surround. 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies ; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve, The hand of God we see ; And all the blessings we receive, Ceaseless proceed from thee. 5 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend ; In every age, in every clime, Our Father and our Friend.
Page 23 - ... high time we were there. Over the brook to grandmamma's, And down by the greenwood tree; In a pleasant spot Is our grandmamma's cot. And a dear old lady is she. Over the brook to grandmamma's, She is looking for us, I know ; Her table is spread With honey and bread. And milk from the brindle cow.
Page 110 - I'd like a little brook, mother, All for my very own, To laugh all day among the trees, And shine on the mossy stone...
Page 152 - Dear Grandma, I will try to write A very little letter: If I don't spell the words all right, Why, next time I'll do better.
Page 49 - And through the air the bats now fly. The lambs have now lain down to sleep, The birds have long since sought their nests ; The air is still ; and dark and deep On the hill side the old wood rests.
Page 100 - Our various wants His hands supply, And guard us every hour; We're kept beneath His watchful eye, And guided by His power. " Then let your little heart, my love, Its grateful homage pay To this kind Friend, who, from above, So gently guides your way.
Page 59 - And scatter ripe nuts and apples around. High and low the winter winds blow ! They fill the hollows with drifts of snow, And sweep on the hills a pathway clear ; They hurry the children along to school, owe \7a'pSr flee'cj em ployed...

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