Little Lays for Little FolkGeorge Routledge & Sons, 1867 - 115 páginas |
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Autumn BARNES BEGGAR bells are ringing bless bloom blue bo-peep BOYS & GIRLS BRAMBLE FLOWER CATCHING PRAWNS CHARLES GREEN cheerful CHILD AND SNOW-WHITE CHRISTMAS BELLS cries CUCKOO daisies delight ENGLISH GIRL eyes fair FATHER IS COMING FATHER'S RETURN Field-mouse fly away home foxglove Gave thee glistening happy hark HARVARD COLLEGE HAYFIELD hear heard heart Heaven hedge hill INNOCENT CHILD KENNEDY Ditto Kitten knee LADY-BIRD lane lap And nurse laughs leaves LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS LITTLE HARE LITTLE KIT Little lamb LITTLE LAYS LITTLE SCARECROW LUCY GRAY Lullaby meadows merry moor MORNING MIST mother new-mown hay night play primrose Robin dear Robin Redbreast rock rosy round SAND CASTLE shines shout Singing loud SMALL smiles snow SNOW-WHITE FLOWER softly song SPRING WALK star stubble SUNBEAM SUNSHINE AND SHOWER Sweep sweet Kitty thou to-day toil trees Twill twinkle vale violets watch weary wood
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Página 69 - He plied his work ; — and Lucy took The lantern in her hand. Not blither is the mountain roe: With many" a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlook'd the moor; And thence...
Página 55 - Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and bid 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?
Página 30 - In his wavering parachute. —But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches paws, and darts! First at one, and then its fellow Just as light and just as yellow. There are...
Página 53 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Página 68 - That, Father ! will I gladly do : 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the moon...
Página 29 - See the Kitten on the wall, Sporting with the leaves that fall, Withered leaves — one — two — and three — From the lofty elder-tree ! Through the calm and frosty air Of this morning bright and fair, Eddying round and round they sink Softly, slowly...
Página 67 - No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door...
Página 73 - Tis dreary crossing o'er the wold. He's crossing o'er the wold apace, He's stronger than the storm ; He does not feel the cold — not he, His heart it is so warm. For father's heart is stout and true, As ever human bosom knew.
Página 18 - ... snow-white flower ! Well are ye paired in your opening hour. Thus should the pure and the lovely meet, Stainless with stainless, and sweet with sweet. White as those leaves, just blown apart, Are the folds of thy own young heart ; Guilty passion and cankering care Never have left their traces there. Artless one ! though thou gazest now O'er the white blossom with earnest brow, Soon will it tire thy childish eye ; Fair as it is, thou wilt throw it by. Throw it aside in thy weary hour, Throw to...
Página 114 - Thy satin-threaded flowers. For dull the eye — the heart is dull, That cannot feel how fair, Amid all beauty beautiful, Thy tender blossoms are. How delicate thy gauzy frill, How rich thy branchy stem ; How soft thy voice when woods are still, And thou sing'st hymns to them ; While silent...