 I've heard, this little trout Was young and foolish too, And so he thought he'd venture out, To see if it were true. And round about the hook he played, With many a longing look, And — " Dear me," to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook. "...  Day-school Singer for Public and Private Schools - Página 46de Philip Phillips - 1870 - 168 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | English reader - 1876 - 104 páginas
...With many a louging look, And — " Dear me," to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook." " I can but give one little pluck ; Let's see, and so...went, and lo ! it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, "Dear mother, had I minded you, I need... | |
 | Ann Taylor - 1877 - 456 páginas
...played, With many a longing look, And — " Dear me," to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook. " I can but give one little pluck : Let's see, and so...went, and lo ! it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Dear mother had I minded you, I need... | |
 | Golden childhood - 1878 - 214 páginas
...With many a longing look, And — " Dear me !" to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook. " I can but give one little pluck — Let's see, and...and, lo ! it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Dear mother, had I minded you, I need... | |
 | Edmund Arthur Helps - 1882 - 136 páginas
...With many a longing look, And — " Dear me," to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook." " I can but give one little pluck ; Let's see, and so...went, and lo ! it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried : " Dear mother, had I minded you, I need... | |
 | Emma Marshall - 1882 - 548 páginas
...WILL. (With desperate emphasis.) And so he did — and lo, it stuck Right through his little gill. " And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, Dear mother, had I minded you, I should not now have died ! " Bunchie's last words were almost smothered by kisses from her mother and... | |
 | Wilhelmina Lydia Rooper - 1886 - 74 páginas
...play'd, With many a longing look; "And dear me!" to himself he cried, " I'm sure that's not a hook. " I can but give one little pluck. Let's see, — and so I will" So on he went, and lo it stuck Right through his little gill And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Dear... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1896 - 414 páginas
...And often to himself he said, "I 'm sure that 's not a hook. "I can but give one little pluck To try, and so I will." So on he went, and lo, it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Pear mother, if I'd minded you, After... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1896 - 414 páginas
...often to himself he said, " I 'm sure that 's not a hook. "I can but give one little pluck To try, and so I will." So on he went, and lo, it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Dear mother, if I 'd minded you, After... | |
 | Edward Gendar Ward - 1900 - 188 páginas
...played With many a lon^ing look, And, " Dear me ! " to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook. 5. I can but give one little pluck ; Let's see, and so...went, and lo ! it stuck Quite through his little gill. e. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollo^ vojc^ he cried, " Dear mother, had I minded you I... | |
 | 1910 - 190 páginas
...played, With many a longing look, And — " Dear me," to himself he said, " I'm sure that's not a hook. " I can but give one little pluck: Let's see, and so...went, and lo! it stuck Quite through his little gill. And as he faint and fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried, " Dear mother, had I minded you, I need... | |
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