Chimes for Childhood: A Collection of Songs for Little OnesLee and Shepard, 1868 - 208 pages |
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... happy pipe ; Sing thy songs of happy cheer ! " So I sang the same again , 66 While he wept with joy to hear . ' Piper , sit thee down , and write In a book , that all may read ! " So he vanished from my sight , ― And I plucked a hollow ...
... happy pipe ; Sing thy songs of happy cheer ! " So I sang the same again , 66 While he wept with joy to hear . ' Piper , sit thee down , and write In a book , that all may read ! " So he vanished from my sight , ― And I plucked a hollow ...
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... happy again ! " G. Macdonald . LITTLE EFFIE . ARLING EFFIE ! cherub child ! * Tossing , in thy glee so wild , Back upon thy forehead fair All thy wealth of golden hair ! Racing , in thy merry glee , Throwing kisses now on me , Seeming ...
... happy again ! " G. Macdonald . LITTLE EFFIE . ARLING EFFIE ! cherub child ! * Tossing , in thy glee so wild , Back upon thy forehead fair All thy wealth of golden hair ! Racing , in thy merry glee , Throwing kisses now on me , Seeming ...
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... to my evening prayer . Let my sins be all forgiven ; Bless the friends I love so well ; Take me , when I die , to heaven , Happy there with thee to dwell . Mary Lundie Duncan . TEMPERANCE SONG . ASKED a sweet robin , one morn- ( 43 )
... to my evening prayer . Let my sins be all forgiven ; Bless the friends I love so well ; Take me , when I die , to heaven , Happy there with thee to dwell . Mary Lundie Duncan . TEMPERANCE SONG . ASKED a sweet robin , one morn- ( 43 )
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... Happy at midnight , Happy by day ! THE FOUNTAIN . 67 Ever in motion , Blithesome and ( 66 ) THE FOUNTAIN THE PRIDE OF YOUTH MARY'S LITTLE LAMB YOUNG LOCHINVAR SPRING-TIME BABY AND MAMMA POLLY James Russell Lowell.
... Happy at midnight , Happy by day ! THE FOUNTAIN . 67 Ever in motion , Blithesome and ( 66 ) THE FOUNTAIN THE PRIDE OF YOUTH MARY'S LITTLE LAMB YOUNG LOCHINVAR SPRING-TIME BABY AND MAMMA POLLY James Russell Lowell.
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... happy The world might be If man , observant , Copied thee ; To show how small a stream may pour Verdure and beauty on either shore ; To teach what humble men might do , If their lives were pure , and their hearts were true ; And what a ...
... happy The world might be If man , observant , Copied thee ; To show how small a stream may pour Verdure and beauty on either shore ; To teach what humble men might do , If their lives were pure , and their hearts were true ; And what a ...
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angel Baby must sleep bairnie BARBARA FRIETCHIE Barefoot Boy Better Land birds Bless breath bright CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER cheek CHILD'S FIRST LETTER CHILDREN'S HOUR CLEAN CLARA cloud Creep Daisies dear DIMPLES doth dream eyes Fair Lady father father's knee feet flowers Frederick town hair hand happy hath head heart heaven heavenly Labor lamb light Lilliput Levee little Alice LITTLE BABY little birdie LITTLE BROTHER little child Little children little rivulet Little white Lily look Lucy Larcom Lullaby mamma Mary Howitt merry morning mountain Netherby never night o'er Pray prayers PRINCE PHILLIBERT Queen RAIN IN SUMMER rock round SANTA CLAUS shine sing Sir Walter Scott skies Slumber smile soft softly SONG soul stars Stonewall Jackson stream sunbeam sweet sweetly tears thee There's thine thing thou To-morrow VISIT OF SANTA watch weary WEE WILLIE WINKIE Willie Winkie wind wing wonder young Lochinvar
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Page 33 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Page 76 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising ; There are forty feeding like one...
Page 93 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Page 64 - Speak, father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Page 94 - The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me Yes! that was the reason (as all men know. In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night. Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Page 116 - Gave a lustre of midday 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. 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,...
Page 142 - Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican, Let the million-dollared ride! Barefoot, trudging at his side, Thou hast more than he can buy In the reach of ear and eye, — Outward sunshine, inward joy: Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!
Page 63 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form. The flames rolled on — he would not go, Without his father's word ; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard. He called aloud...
Page 118 - He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread...
Page 150 - WE were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!