The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame The University Press, 1932 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... baby , sleep , Our cottage vale is deep ; The little lamb is on the green , With woolly fleece so soft and clean , Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep , Down where the woodbines creep ; Be always like the lamb so mild , A kind ...
... baby , sleep , Our cottage vale is deep ; The little lamb is on the green , With woolly fleece so soft and clean , Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep , Down where the woodbines creep ; Be always like the lamb so mild , A kind ...
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... babies ten , A part of which were tiny ducks . " Tis very rare that hens " , said she , " Have baby ducks as well as chicks- But I possess , as you can see , Of chickens four and ducklings six ! " A season later , this old hen Appeared ...
... babies ten , A part of which were tiny ducks . " Tis very rare that hens " , said she , " Have baby ducks as well as chicks- But I possess , as you can see , Of chickens four and ducklings six ! " A season later , this old hen Appeared ...
Стр. 73
... Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening , as Babe she was cuddling to bed , " The Bunny will come back again , " Baby said , " And be a white bunny , and never be ...
... Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening , as Babe she was cuddling to bed , " The Bunny will come back again , " Baby said , " And be a white bunny , and never be ...
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