Poetry for ChildrenHoughton, Mifflin, 1879 - 240 pages Poems with varying degrees of difficulty and a wide range of subject matter, specifically chosen for elementary children. |
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Page 145
... Thee ; And though I am so young and small , Thou carest still for me . Teach me to do whate'er is right , And when I sin , forgive ; And make it still my chief delight To love Thee while I live . 146 SLEEP , BABY , SLEEP . SLEEP , BABY ...
... Thee ; And though I am so young and small , Thou carest still for me . Teach me to do whate'er is right , And when I sin , forgive ; And make it still my chief delight To love Thee while I live . 146 SLEEP , BABY , SLEEP . SLEEP , BABY ...
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... thee . Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep ! The large stars are the sheep ; The little stars are the lambs , I guess ; And the gentle moon is the shepherdess . Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep ! Our Saviour loves His ...
... thee . Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep ! The large stars are the sheep ; The little stars are the lambs , I guess ; And the gentle moon is the shepherdess . Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep ! Our Saviour loves His ...
Page 154
... thee , " said the turtle - dove ; " And I love thee . " In the long shady branches Of the dark pine tree , How happy were the doves In their little nursery ! The young turtle - doves Never quarrelled in the nest , For they dearly loved ...
... thee , " said the turtle - dove ; " And I love thee . " In the long shady branches Of the dark pine tree , How happy were the doves In their little nursery ! The young turtle - doves Never quarrelled in the nest , For they dearly loved ...
Page 164
... thee , Gave thee life , and made thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ? Gave thee clothing of delight , Softest clothing , woolly , bright ? Gave thee such a tender voice , Making all the vales rejoice ? Little lamb , who made thee ...
... thee , Gave thee life , and made thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ? Gave thee clothing of delight , Softest clothing , woolly , bright ? Gave thee such a tender voice , Making all the vales rejoice ? Little lamb , who made thee ...
Page 170
... thee , Happy child of liberty ! Hunger never shall distress thee While my meals one crumb afford ; Colds and cramps shall ne'er oppress thee , Come and share my humble board ; Robin , come and live with me ; Live , yet still at liberty ...
... thee , Happy child of liberty ! Hunger never shall distress thee While my meals one crumb afford ; Colds and cramps shall ne'er oppress thee , Come and share my humble board ; Robin , come and live with me ; Live , yet still at liberty ...
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A. R. Waud Abbot of Aberbrothok Allen-a-Dale baby begins to blow bird bless bread bright brown dear doth ducklings Edmonton eyes F. T. Merrill E. H. fagots fair Kirkley fairy fir-wood flew flowers Garrett and Merrill George Nidiver grandmother grandpapa GRAVES green GREENWOOD TREE grizzly bear hath haunted spring hear heart hens hither hunter IDLE SHEPHERD-BOYS Inchcape Rock JANE TAYLOR JOHN GILPIN John Tomkins Let me fly little birdie LITTLE BROTHER Little John Little lamb lonesome glen looked MABEL ON MIDSUMMER Merrill E. H. Garrett Merrill F. T. Merrill MIDSUMMER DAY Miss Humphrey moon mother never Nose o'er old arm-chair play pray prayer Quoth ROBIN HOOD'S DEATH ROSE round says mamma sing Sir Ralph sleep spectacles stream summer taffrail tell thou canst Three Bells tree turtle-dove TURTLE-DOVE'S NEST Twas unto W. L. Sheppard WARY TROUT well-bred duck wild wind that brings wish wood youth
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Page 230 - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why ? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Page 228 - Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig. The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Page 153 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Page 240 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Page 139 - the breakers roar? For methinks, we should be near the shore." "Now where we are I cannot tell, But I wish I could hear the Inchcape Bell.
Page 229 - Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house " They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we. are tired!
Page 225 - O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
Page 200 - The sea, the blue lone sea hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Page 133 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Page 167 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too : For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.