Home-songs for Home-birdsPresbyterian board of publication, 1865 - 264 pages |
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... mother , weep For the little one asleep With his head against your breast ! Never in the coming years , Though he seeks for it with tears , Will he find so sweet a rest . Oh , the brow of baby Bunn ! Oh , the scarlet mouth of Bunn ! One ...
... mother , weep For the little one asleep With his head against your breast ! Never in the coming years , Though he seeks for it with tears , Will he find so sweet a rest . Oh , the brow of baby Bunn ! Oh , the scarlet mouth of Bunn ! One ...
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... at jewels rare , But to find them empty air ; Those shall falter many a day , Bruised and bleeding by the way , Ere they reach the land of rest ! Pray , mother , pray ! 1 2 OUR BABY . DID you ever see our baby ? BABIES . 13.
... at jewels rare , But to find them empty air ; Those shall falter many a day , Bruised and bleeding by the way , Ere they reach the land of rest ! Pray , mother , pray ! 1 2 OUR BABY . DID you ever see our baby ? BABIES . 13.
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... mother leads them in their praise , Teaching their feet to tread in heavenly ways , And takes this lull in childhood's tiny tide The little errors of the day to chide . No lovelier sight this side of heaven is seen , And angels hover o ...
... mother leads them in their praise , Teaching their feet to tread in heavenly ways , And takes this lull in childhood's tiny tide The little errors of the day to chide . No lovelier sight this side of heaven is seen , And angels hover o ...
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... MOTHER , dear mother , no wonder I cry , More wonder by far that your baby don't die : No matter what ails me - no matter who's here ; No matter how hungry the poor little dear ; No matter if full , or all out of breath , She trots me ...
... MOTHER , dear mother , no wonder I cry , More wonder by far that your baby don't die : No matter what ails me - no matter who's here ; No matter how hungry the poor little dear ; No matter if full , or all out of breath , She trots me ...
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And that's very well , I can bear soap and water , But , mother , she is an unmerciful trotter ! Oh dear , is that she ? Is she coming so soon ? She's bringing my dinner with tea - cup and spoon ; She'll hold me with one hand , in t ...
And that's very well , I can bear soap and water , But , mother , she is an unmerciful trotter ! Oh dear , is that she ? Is she coming so soon ? She's bringing my dinner with tea - cup and spoon ; She'll hold me with one hand , in t ...
Common terms and phrases
angels beautiful bird bless bobolink breast bright bright eyes brooklet chee cherub child CHILDREN'S HOUR Christ clouds cold creeping cuckoo dark darling dear little door earth eyes Father feet flowers gentle glad GOOD-MORNING good-night hand happy head hear heard heart heaven heavenly holy humble soul Jesus John Tomkins kingdom of glory kiss kittens knitting Let me fly little birdie LITTLE sparrow Little white Lily live look Lord mamma merry morning nest never night o'er patter play poor pray prayer pretty rain rill round Saviour shining sing skies sleep smile snow soft softly song sorrow soul sparrow spring stole summer sunbeam sweet sweet child teach tears tell thee There's things thou thought thy little to-day tree Twit-te-te-de voice wake watch weary wings Winsome baby Bunn winter
Popular passages
Page 159 - 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! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill...
Page 245 - JERUSALEM, my happy home ! •'* Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee?
Page 37 - HOUR. 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.
Page 226 - 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!
Page 153 - A nameless man amid a crowd that thronged the daily mart, Let fall a word of hope and love, unstudied, from the heart; A whisper on the tumult thrown, — a transitory breath, — It raised a brother from the dust; it saved a soul from death. O germ! O fount! O word of love! O thought at random cast! Ye were but little at the first, but mighty at the last.
Page 38 - Such an old moustache as I am Is not a match for you all ! I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart.
Page 84 - MERRILY swinging on brier and weed, Near to the nest of his little dame, Over the mountain-side or mead, Robert of Lincoln is telling his name : Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; Snug and safe is that nest of ours, Hidden among the summer flowers. Chee, chee, chee.
Page 74 - Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow. ' Say, with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than the rose : Say, have kings more wholesome fare Than we poor citizens of air ? Barns nor hoarded grain have we, Yet we carol merrily. Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow, God provideth for the morrow.
Page 46 - A FAIR little girl sat under a tree Sewing as long as her eyes could see; Then smoothed her work and folded it right, And said, " Dear work, good night, good night...
Page 126 - Lily Sat by a stone, Drooping and waiting Till the sun shone. Little white Lily Sunshine has fed ; Little white Lily Is lifting her head. Little white Lily Said, " It is good ; Little white Lily's Clothing and food.