2017, ISBN: 0259244872

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[EAN: 9780259244875], Neubuch, [PU: Forgotten Books], Language: English . This book usually ship within 10-15 business days and we will endeavor to dispatch orders quicker than this where possible. Brand New Book. Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The grey dawn begins slowly to spread over earth and sky; the stars grow pale, and one by one disappear. The moon looks like a thin, round, white mist, and sinks towards the west, fading from sight as she sinks. A streak of bright crimson is seen in the east; the birds awake and sing joyously on hedge and tree. The crimson in the east grows brighter and beams with golden light; the morning breeze springs up, and rosy clouds ?oat over the clear blue sky. The glorious sun rises over the green earth; the dew drops glitter on every leaf and every blade of grass and lake and stream and ocean re?ect his ?ashing rays. Sheep and cattle can be seen feeding in the meadows and on the hill sides; the trees and woods throw long shadows on the ground. The sunbeams make the window panes of all the cottages and houses glance like diamonds, and dart in to wake the sleepers. There is one window into which a sunbeam peeps gently through roses and jasmines and quivering green leaves, and lights up a pretty room. First it tips with silver the harp that an angel holds then touches his wings and his face; then it shows pictures on the wall; now it reaches a small bed with white curtains, steals inside them and kisses a little sleeping boy. How fast asleep he is! There he lies with his head on the pillow breathing peacefully. He has rosy cheeks and curly hair, but his eyes are shut, so we cannot see them yet, and he does not feel the sunbeam nor hear the birds. The door opens softly. Who is it that comes in so silently in her white dress, with roses in her hand, and leans over the little sleeper with looks of tender love? It is his mother. She kisses his cheek fondly; she strokes his hair; she says, Bless you, my little darling, but he sleeps soundly still. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.<

2017, ISBN: 0259244872

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[EAN: 9780259244875], Neubuch, [PU: Forgotten Books], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The grey dawn begins slowly to spread over earth and sky; the stars grow pale, and one by one disappear. The moon looks like a thin, round, white mist, and sinks towards the west, fading from sight as she sinks. A streak of bright crimson is seen in the east; the birds awake and sing joyously on hedge and tree. The crimson in the east grows brighter and beams with golden light; the morning breeze springs up, and rosy clouds ?oat over the clear blue sky. The glorious sun rises over the green earth; the dew drops glitter on every leaf and every blade of grass and lake and stream and ocean re?ect his ?ashing rays. Sheep and cattle can be seen feeding in the meadows and on the hill sides; the trees and woods throw long shadows on the ground. The sunbeams make the window panes of all the cottages and houses glance like diamonds, and dart in to wake the sleepers. There is one window into which a sunbeam peeps gently through roses and jasmines and quivering green leaves, and lights up a pretty room. First it tips with silver the harp that an angel holds then touches his wings and his face; then it shows pictures on the wall; now it reaches a small bed with white curtains, steals inside them and kisses a little sleeping boy. How fast asleep he is! There he lies with his head on the pillow breathing peacefully. He has rosy cheeks and curly hair, but his eyes are shut, so we cannot see them yet, and he does not feel the sunbeam nor hear the birds. The door opens softly. Who is it that comes in so silently in her white dress, with roses in her hand, and leans over the little sleeper with looks of tender love? It is his mother. She kisses his cheek fondly; she strokes his hair; she says, Bless you, my little darling, but he sleeps soundly still. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.<

2017, ISBN: 0259244872

[EAN: 9780259244875], Neubuch, [PU: Forgotten Books], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The … More...

[EAN: 9780259244875], Neubuch, [PU: Forgotten Books], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The grey dawn begins slowly to spread over earth and sky; the stars grow pale, and one by one disappear. The moon looks like a thin, round, white mist, and sinks towards the west, fading from sight as she sinks. A streak of bright crimson is seen in the east; the birds awake and sing joyously on hedge and tree. The crimson in the east grows brighter and beams with golden light; the morning breeze springs up, and rosy clouds ?oat over the clear blue sky. The glorious sun rises over the green earth; the dew drops glitter on every leaf and every blade of grass and lake and stream and ocean re?ect his ?ashing rays. Sheep and cattle can be seen feeding in the meadows and on the hill sides; the trees and woods throw long shadows on the ground. The sunbeams make the window panes of all the cottages and houses glance like diamonds, and dart in to wake the sleepers. There is one window into which a sunbeam peeps gently through roses and jasmines and quivering green leaves, and lights up a pretty room. First it tips with silver the harp that an angel holds then touches his wings and his face; then it shows pictures on the wall; now it reaches a small bed with white curtains, steals inside them and kisses a little sleeping boy. How fast asleep he is! There he lies with his head on the pillow breathing peacefully. He has rosy cheeks and curly hair, but his eyes are shut, so we cannot see them yet, and he does not feel the sunbeam nor hear the birds. The door opens softly. Who is it that comes in so silently in her white dress, with roses in her hand, and leans over the little sleeper with looks of tender love? It is his mother. She kisses his cheek fondly; she strokes his hair; she says, Bless you, my little darling, but he sleeps soundly still. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.<

ISBN: 9780259244875

Paperback, [PU: Forgotten Books], Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The grey dawn begins slowly to spread over earth and sky; the stars grow pale, and one … More...

Paperback, [PU: Forgotten Books], Excerpt from A Day of Pleasure: A Simple Story for Young Children The grey dawn begins slowly to spread over earth and sky; the stars grow pale, and one by one disappear. The moon looks like a thin, round, white mist, and sinks towards the west, fading from sight as she sinks. A streak of bright crimson is seen in the east; the birds awake and sing joyously on hedge and tree. The crimson in the east grows brighter and beams with golden light; the morning breeze springs up, and rosy clouds float over the clear blue sky. The glorious sun rises over the green earth; the dew drops glitter on every leaf and every blade of grass and lake and stream and ocean reflect his flashing rays. Sheep and cattle can be seen feeding in the meadows and on the hill sides; the trees and woods throw long shadows on the ground. The sunbeams make the window panes of all the cottages and houses glance like diamonds, and dart in to wake the sleepers. There is one window into which a sunbeam peeps gently through roses and jasmines and quivering green leaves, and lights up a pretty room. First it tips with silver the harp that an angel holds then touches his wings and his face; then it shows pictures on the wall; now it reaches a small bed with white curtains, steals inside them and kisses a little sleeping boy. How fast asleep he is! There he lies with his head on the pillow breathing peacefully. He has rosy cheeks and curly hair, but his eyes are shut, so we cannot see them yet, and he does not feel the sunbeam nor hear the birds. The door opens softly. Who is it that comes in so silently in her white dress, with roses in her hand, and leans over the little sleeper with looks of tender love? It is his mother. She kisses his cheek fondly; she strokes his hair; she says, Bless you, my little darling, but he sleeps soundly still. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works., Fiction<

2017, ISBN: 0259244872

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