The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame University Press, 1962 - 235 pages |
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... baby , sleep , Our cottage vale is deep ; The little lamb is on the green , With woolly fleece so soft and clean , Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep , Down where the woodbines creep ; Be always like the lamb so mild , A kind ...
... baby , sleep , Our cottage vale is deep ; The little lamb is on the green , With woolly fleece so soft and clean , Sleep , baby , sleep ! Sleep , baby , sleep , Down where the woodbines creep ; Be always like the lamb so mild , A kind ...
Page 37
... babies ten , A part of which were tiny ducks . " Tis very rare that hens " , said she , " Have baby ducks as well as chicks- But I possess , as you can see , Of chickens four and ducklings six ! " A season later , this old hen Appeared ...
... babies ten , A part of which were tiny ducks . " Tis very rare that hens " , said she , " Have baby ducks as well as chicks- But I possess , as you can see , Of chickens four and ducklings six ! " A season later , this old hen Appeared ...
Page 73
... Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening , as Babe she was cuddling to bed , " The Bunny will come back again , " Baby said , " And be a white bunny , and never be ...
... Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening , as Babe she was cuddling to bed , " The Bunny will come back again , " Baby said , " And be a white bunny , and never be ...
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A. A. MILNE Avès baby bells birds Blow high blow low Blynken bonny coasts bower brave bright Camelot cloud Clusium coasts of Barbary cried dance dead dear deep doth dream earth Echo eyes fairy father ferry float flowers gleam glory green hand Hark hath hear heard heart heaven hill Horatius JOAQUIN MILLER KENNETH GRAHAME Kilmeny King ladies gay Lady of Shalott land Lars Porsena laugh light Little lamb Lochinvar look look'd LORD TENNYSON loud lulla maids merry moon morning never night o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poem Ring river ROBERT HERRICK Robin Rome rose round sailed Samian wine silent silver sing sleep smile snow song soul sound spake stars steed stood stream sweet sword thee thou Tournament towers town tree voice W. H. DAVIES waves wild WILLIAM BLAKE wind wood Wynken