Child Life: A Collection of PoemsJohn Greenleaf Whittier James R. Osgood, 1873 - Всего страниц: 263 An anthology of poems by nineteenth-century authors from various countries about the experiences of childhood. |
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... there no children to begin it ; No little forms , like buds to grow , And make the admiring heart surrender ; No ... there no babies to begin it ; A doleful place this world would be , Were there no little people in it . PREFACE . HAVING ...
... there no children to begin it ; No little forms , like buds to grow , And make the admiring heart surrender ; No ... there no babies to begin it ; A doleful place this world would be , Were there no little people in it . PREFACE . HAVING ...
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... there may be still left among us something of that beautiful unwisdom which once peopled the child's world with vision- ary shapes , it should have the benefit of such poems as Mary Howitt's " Caldon Low , " Allingham's " Fairies ...
... there may be still left among us something of that beautiful unwisdom which once peopled the child's world with vision- ary shapes , it should have the benefit of such poems as Mary Howitt's " Caldon Low , " Allingham's " Fairies ...
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... there . Back comes the little bird , and looks , and in he flies . Up wakes the little boy , and opens both his eyes . Sleep , sleep , little boy , little bird's away , Little bird will come again , by the peep of day ; Sleep , sleep ...
... there . Back comes the little bird , and looks , and in he flies . Up wakes the little boy , and opens both his eyes . Sleep , sleep , little boy , little bird's away , Little bird will come again , by the peep of day ; Sleep , sleep ...
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... there he comes ! " Wearied is the mother That has a restless wean , A wee , stumpy bairnie , Heard whene'er he's seen That has a battle aye with sleep Before he'll close an e'e ; But a kiss from off his rosy lips Gives strength anew to ...
... there he comes ! " Wearied is the mother That has a restless wean , A wee , stumpy bairnie , Heard whene'er he's seen That has a battle aye with sleep Before he'll close an e'e ; But a kiss from off his rosy lips Gives strength anew to ...
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... there Sittest all glorified ! - Rule kindly , Tenderly , over thy kingdom fair ; For we that love , ah ! we love so blindly , Philip , my King ! I gaze from thy sweet mouth up to thy brow , Philip , my King ! Aye , there lies the spirit ...
... there Sittest all glorified ! - Rule kindly , Tenderly , over thy kingdom fair ; For we that love , ah ! we love so blindly , Philip , my King ! I gaze from thy sweet mouth up to thy brow , Philip , my King ! Aye , there lies the spirit ...
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Стр. 213 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother: And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them with my mother.
Стр. 244 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Стр. 101 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
Стр. 230 - That, Father ! will I gladly do : 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The Minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the Moon.
Стр. 148 - With a little old driver, so lively and quick I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted and called them by name: " Now, Dasher ! now, Dancer ! now, Prancer and Vixen ! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall ! Now dash away, dash away, dash away all...
Стр. 240 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Стр. 135 - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book, that all may read.
Стр. 147 - Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St.
Стр. 237 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Стр. 126 - I've promised to visit by dinner time Bagdat, and accept the prime Of the Head Cook's pottage, all he's rich in, For having left, in the Caliph's kitchen, Of a nest of scorpions no survivor — With him I proved no bargain-driver; With you, don't think I'll bate a stiver! And folks who put me in a passion May find me pipe to another fashion.