Nature in Verse: A Poetry Reader for ChildrenSilver, Burdett, 1895 - 305 pages |
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... . Selected . HOW THE WIND BLOWS ! IGH and low HIG The spring winds blow ! They take the kites that the boys have made , And carry them off high into the air ; They snatch the little girls ' hats away , And SONGS OF SPRING . 17 Selected.
... . Selected . HOW THE WIND BLOWS ! IGH and low HIG The spring winds blow ! They take the kites that the boys have made , And carry them off high into the air ; They snatch the little girls ' hats away , And SONGS OF SPRING . 17 Selected.
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... blow ! They dance and play with the garden flowers , And bend the grasses and yellow grain ; They rock the bird in her hanging nest , And dash the rain on the window - pane . High and low The autumn winds blow ! They frighten the bees ...
... blow ! They dance and play with the garden flowers , And bend the grasses and yellow grain ; They rock the bird in her hanging nest , And dash the rain on the window - pane . High and low The autumn winds blow ! They frighten the bees ...
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... blow in your face ? " Creak , creak , creak , " we hear him say , " To - morrow will be like yesterday , — Now to the east , now to the west- One never has any quiet or rest ; An hour of sunshine , another of rain , It's nothing but ...
... blow in your face ? " Creak , creak , creak , " we hear him say , " To - morrow will be like yesterday , — Now to the east , now to the west- One never has any quiet or rest ; An hour of sunshine , another of rain , It's nothing but ...
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... blow , And hath melted all the snow ; And the sun shines out so warm , You need not fear another storm . So your pretty flowers show , And your petals white undo ; Then you'll hang your modest head Down upon my flower - bed . - Songs ...
... blow , And hath melted all the snow ; And the sun shines out so warm , You need not fear another storm . So your pretty flowers show , And your petals white undo ; Then you'll hang your modest head Down upon my flower - bed . - Songs ...
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... blow . Do we ever catch them ? Oh , no ! no ! We are no such pussies - Sad would be the spring Did the dear birds never sing . " By and by the rain came Knocking at the door ; Sunbeams coaxed us Sleep no more ! Out we sprang delighted ...
... blow . Do we ever catch them ? Oh , no ! no ! We are no such pussies - Sad would be the spring Did the dear birds never sing . " By and by the rain came Knocking at the door ; Sunbeams coaxed us Sleep no more ! Out we sprang delighted ...
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Alice Cary autumn baby beautiful bees bloom blossoms blue blue weather Blynken Bob-o'-link bobolink bough breeze bright brook brown buttercup buzz chee chestnuts child clouds clover cowslips cricket daisies danced daylight dies dear little dress earth eyes fair fairies Father flax fly away home garden gentle gold golden goldenrod Good-morning good-night grass gray green greenwood tree grow head hear heard heart Helen Hunt Jackson Jack Frost ladybird ladybug laughed leaves light lily little bird little sunbeam look Lullaby Mary Howitt meadow merry morning mother nest never night o'er pansies peep play pretty purple rain robin rose round Selected shining sing sleep smile snow soft song spider Spink spring stars summer sunshine sweet swing tell thee There's things thrush tree twinkle violet wake warm weather whip-poor-will whisper wind wings winter wood
Popular passages
Page 241 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice.
Page 235 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Page 240 - And a feeling of sadness conies o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Page 3 - Jacob selah lift up your heads O ye gates and be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors and the King of glory shall come in...
Page 3 - Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
Page 264 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Page 235 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Page 114 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Page 261 - Now I shall be out of sight; So through the valley and over the height, In silence I'll take my way; I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain, But I'll be as busy as they.
Page 86 - 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.