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" AT evening when I go to bed I see the stars shine overhead; They are the little daisies white That dot the meadow of the Night. "
The Richmond Second Reader - หน้า 124
โดย Celia Richmond, Harriet Estelle Richmond - 1906 - 134 หน้า
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The Public-school Journal: Devoted to the Theory and Art of ..., เล่มที่ 14

1894 - 704 หน้า
...dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the moon will go; It. Is a lady sweet and fair Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left In the skies; She'« picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows...

Little-folk Lyrics

Frank Dempster Sherman - 1892 - 102 หน้า
...dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I 'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows...

Verse and Prose for Beginners in Reading: Selected from English and American ...

1893 - 112 หน้า
...dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I 'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies...morning I arise, There 's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows of the town. SPINNING TOP. When I spin...

Little-folk Lyrics

Frank Dempster Sherman - 1897 - 144 หน้า
...dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I 'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go ; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies...and dropped them down Into the meadows of the town. SPRING'S COMING THE woodland brooks that murmur as they go In silver ripples through the fringing grass...

Little-folk Lyrics

Frank Dempster Sherman - 1897 - 148 หน้า
...while I 'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go ; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who conies to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise,...and dropped them down Into the meadows of the town. SPRING'S COMING THE woodland brooks that murmur as they go In silver ripples through the fringing grass...

Rand-McNally Primary Grammar and Composition: Principles and Definitions by ...

William D. Hall - 1897 - 220 หน้า
...That dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows...

Nature Study in Elementary Schools: First Reader, เล่มที่ 1

Lucy Langdon Williams Wilson - 1899 - 282 หน้า
...overhead. They are the little daisies white That dot the meadows of the night. And often, while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the moon will go. She...fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. ' For when, in the morning, I arise, There's not a star left in the skies. She's picked them all and dropped them...

The Progressive Course in Reading: First[ -fifth] Book ...

George I. Aldrich, Alexander Forbes - 1899 - 188 หน้า
...overhead ; They are the little daisies white, That dot the meadow of the Night. And often while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; She...sweet and fair. Who comes to gather daisies there. no For, when at morning- I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped...

Child Life in Tale and Fable: A Second Reader, เล่มที่ 2

Etta Blaisdell McDonald, Mary Frances Blaisdell - 1899 - 170 หน้า
...dot the meadow of the Night. And often wrhile I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the Moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down Into the meadows...

First Steps in English

Albert Le Roy Bartlett - 1899 - 184 หน้า
...dot the meadows of the night. And often, while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the moon will g°; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For, when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies ; She's picked them all, and dropped them down Into the meadows...




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