I heard the trailing garments of the night. I jabbed a jack-knife in my thumb I know a funny little man. I like little Pussy. PAGE III I love to hear thine earnest voice. I met a little Elf-man, once. I met a traveler from an antique land. I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky. I must not throw upon the floor. "I never can do it," the little kite said. I never Saw a Purple Cow. I saw you toss the kites on high. I shot an arrow into the air.. I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers. I spied beside the garden bed. I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he. I studied my tables over and over. I think that I shall never see.. I wandered lonely as a cloud. I wish I lived in a caravan.. If all the world were apple-pie. If bees stay at home.. If I have faltered more or less. If I should die, think only this of me. If "ifs" and "ands" were pots and pans. I'll tell you a story. об 59 272 162 404 298 61 403 154 247 467 vili 113 318 97 260 478 94 148 39 451 44I 55 3 229 148 In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes. In summer I am very glad.. In summer, when the grass is thick, if mother has the time. 35 200 174 445 208 186 238 444 221 321 497 334 58 It was many and many a year ago. It was the schooner Hesperus.. I've plucked the berry from the bush. Just as the moon was fading amid her misty rings. K King Francis was a hearty King, and loved a royal sport.. Listen, my children, and you shall hear. Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep. Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn. Little brown brother, oh! little brown brother. Little drops of water.. Little Gustava sits in the sun. Little inmate, full of mirth. Little Jack Horner.. Little Jesus, wast Thou shy. Little Lamb, who made thee. Little Miss Muffet. Little Nanny Etticoat. Little one, come to my knee. Little Polly Flinders. Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay Little Prince Tatters has lost his cap. Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree. Little White Lily sat by a stone. Long legs, crooked thighs. PAGE 305 44 14 6 222 57 80 III 274 5 196 17 5 36 323 108 5 ΙΟΙ 12 257 36 Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord. 386 My fairest child, I have no song to give you. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are. 398 Now ponder well, you parents dear. 349 Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger. 222 Now the joys of the road are chiefly these. 299 O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done. 434 382 119 O suns and skies and clouds of June. O the green things growing, the green things growing. O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa. O winds that blow across the sea.. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west. PAGE 227 220 248 103 326 228 Of all the birds from East to West. Of old sat Freedom on the heights. 293 414 Oh mother of a mighty race. Oh, to be in England.. Oh! where do fairies hide their heads. Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray.. Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green. "Oh! I've got a plum-cake, and a fine feast I'll make' Oh, Peterkin Pout and Gregory Grout 340 256 61 385 77 219 176 Old Mother Hubbard. Oh, where do you come from.. Old Grimes is dead; that good old man. Old King Cole was a merry old soul. Old Mother Twitchett had but one eye. On gossamer nights when the moon is low. On the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two. Once more the Heavenly Power.. One day, mamma said, "Conrad dear" 95 140 7 21 36 159 313 215 66 One honest John Tomkins, a hedger and ditcher. Right on our flank the crimson sun went down. Said The Raggedy Man, on a hot afternoon. 104 132 See, Children, the Fur-bear-ing Seal. Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out". Said this little fairy... Saw you never in the twilight. Say not, the struggle naught availeth. Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. See a pin and pick it up... Seldom "Can't". 31 194 486 226 37 149 55 She dwelt among the untrodden ways. 495 Sherwood in the twilight, is Robin Hood awake. 173 Small service is true service while it lasts. Sneeze on a Monday, you sneeze for danger. So nigh is grandeur to our dust. So that soldierly legend is still on its journey. Some murmur when their sky is clear. "Speak! speak! thou fearful guest" Stand! the ground's your own, my braves, . "Summer is coming, summer is coming". PAGE 242 439 86 423 344 401 474 291 505 The lights from the parlor and kitchen shone out. The tree's early leaf-buds were bursting their brown. 261 The white goat Amaryllis.. The world is so full of a number of things. 163 54 The world is too much with us; late and soon. 479 207 213 79 447 470 195 283 142 250 244 6 35 70 4 6 125 152 4 4 67 There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. There was one little Jim.. There were three jovial Welshmen. 126 There were three sailors of Bristol city 143 There were two blackbirds sitting on a hill. 6 There were two little girls, neither handsome nor plain. 69 There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree. 202 There's a plump little chap in a speckled coat.. |