The Water Babies: A Fairy Tale for a Land BabyMacmillan, 1899 - 310 páginas |
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... wonderful ; and , of all men on earth , Sir John ( whom he had seen , having been sent to jail by him twice ) was the most awful . Harthover Place was really a grand place , even for the rich North country ; with a house so large that ...
... wonderful ; and , of all men on earth , Sir John ( whom he had seen , having been sent to jail by him twice ) was the most awful . Harthover Place was really a grand place , even for the rich North country ; with a house so large that ...
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... wonderful and the strongest things in the world , you know , are just the things which no one can see . There is life in you ; and it is the life in you which makes you grow , and move , and think : and yet you can't see it . And there ...
... wonderful and the strongest things in the world , you know , are just the things which no one can see . There is life in you ; and it is the life in you which makes you grow , and move , and think : and yet you can't see it . And there ...
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... wonderful part of this wonderful story . Tom , when he woke , for of course he woke , children always wake after they have slept exactly as long as is good for them , found himself swimming about in the stream , being about four inches ...
... wonderful part of this wonderful story . Tom , when he woke , for of course he woke , children always wake after they have slept exactly as long as is good for them , found himself swimming about in the stream , being about four inches ...
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... wonderful world round you , of which the wisest man knows only the very smallest corner , and is , as the great Sir Isaac Newton said , only a child pick- ing up pebbles on the shore of a boundless ocean . You must not say that this ...
... wonderful world round you , of which the wisest man knows only the very smallest corner , and is , as the great Sir Isaac Newton said , only a child pick- ing up pebbles on the shore of a boundless ocean . You must not say that this ...
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... - yard , and the reptile give birth at once to an indefinite number of fishes and birds ? Yet the history of the jelly - fish is quite as wonderful as that would be . " Ask him if he knows A Fairy Tale for a Land - Baby . 71.
... - yard , and the reptile give birth at once to an indefinite number of fishes and birds ? Yet the history of the jelly - fish is quite as wonderful as that would be . " Ask him if he knows A Fairy Tale for a Land - Baby . 71.
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afraid asked babies backstairs beasts beautiful Bedonebyasyoudid began birch-rod birds bogies Carey's catch CHARLES KINGSLEY chimney chimney-sweep clean crag creatures cried crying dirty dovekies Epimetheus eyes fairy fancy fellow fish frightened grew Grimes Harthover head heard Hellebore hippopotamus hundred Julius Cæsar jumped knew lady laughed legs little boys little children little dear little Ellie live lobster looked ma'am MATTHEW ARNOLD mollys Mother Carey Mount Erebus mouth nasty naughty never night nose once Other-end-of-Nowhere otter Peacepool perhaps petrels poor little Pow-wow pretty professor right whales rocks round salmon seen Shiny Wall Sir John sleep stone strange stream stupid sure swam sweet tail tell things thought thunderbox told Tom longed Tom waited Tom's took trout truncheon turned ugly Vendale water-babies whale wings wonderful
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Página 160 - Stern Lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Página 7 - I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
Página 76 - WHEN all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away : Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.
Página 253 - Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.
Página 43 - I go, Baser and baser the richer I grow; Who dare sport with the sin-defiled? Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child. Strong and free, strong and free. The floodgates are open, away to the sea. Free and strong, free and strong. Cleansing my streams as I hurry along To the golden sands, and the leaping bar. And the taintless tide that awaits me afar. As I lose myself in the infinite main. Like a soul that has sinned and is pardoned again. Undefiled, for the undefiled; Play by me, bathe in...
Página 224 - And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying : " Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." " Come, wander with me," she said, " Into regions yet untrod ; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God.
Página 117 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : — We murder to dissect.
Página 193 - I played on the heath one day; And I cried for her more than a week, dears, But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, dears, As I played on the heath one day; Folks say she is terribly changed, dears, For her paint is all washed away.
Página 44 - O ! th' exceeding grace of highest God, that loves his creatures so, and all his workes with mercy doth embrace, that blessed Angels he sends to and fro to serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.