The Crow, tickled with the very civil language of the Fox, nestled and wriggled about, and hardly knew where she was.
It was so uncouth a sight for a Fox to appear without this distinguishing ornament of his race, that the very thought of it made him weary of his life.
The Frog, as soon as he had received the King’s daughter's promise, drew his head under the water and dived down, swam up again with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on the grass.
The Hind instantly fled, but as she was crossing a path, Prince Guerrier lodged an arrow in her leg, when her strength failed her, and she fell.
Jack ran away crying as loud as he could, ‘A Shilling! a penny! a halfpenny! and a plumcake! Huzza!’ till he came to his father's cottage.
Poor Dick ran off as fast as his legs could carry him; he walked about the streets till it grew dark, and finding nothing but dirt instead of gold, he sat down in a corner, and cried himself to sleep.
This is the Rat, that ate the Malt, that lay in the House that Jack built.
The Expected Spaniel has arrived, only instead of One Spaniel there are Two.
Jenny Wren fell sick upon a merry time; in came Robin Red-breast, and brought her cake & wine.
The Lion, finding the insect would not be brushed away, was fain to accept the challenge; so to it they went.
‘Behold,’ the Lobsyer said, ‘the beauty and splendour of one of our family, thus decked out in glorious scarlet.’rr
‘When you Flew out this morning you said you would not be Ten Minutes, and now—look at the Sun. What Time do you make it out to be, Mr. Sparrow?’
My favourite green, the grass's hue, and the fine deep violet-blue, nd the pretty pale blue-bell, and the rose I love so well.
‘You've a pretty Long Beak of your own, which is a Decided Advantage,’ said the Fox. ‘But it is Such a funny vessel, I can't Get my beak in,’ said the Stork.
Once you liked to play with me. Now you leave me all alone, and are so conceited grown with your Latin, you'll scarce look upon any English book.
Then, all of a sudden, the gates swung back with a terrible clang, and there issued as strange a procession as Tom’s, or indeed mortal’s, eyes ever set on.
Sir Bertrand was now in total darkness; and, with his arms extended, began to ascend the stair-case. A dead cold hand met his left hand, and firmly grasped it, drawing him forcibly forward.
And then Goldenlocks lay down upon the bed of the Little, Small, Wee Bear; and that was neither too high at the head nor at the foot, but just right. So she covered herself up comfortably, and lay there till she fell fast asleep.