Child Life: A Collection of PoemsJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Mifflin, 1871 - 263 pagina's An anthology of poems by nineteenth-century authors from various countries about the experiences of childhood. |
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Pagina 9
... tell What you are good for . Now ponder it well . ” Over the carpet the dear little feet Came with a patter to climb on my seat ; Two merry eyes , full of frolic and glee , Under their lashes looked up unto me ; Two little hands ...
... tell What you are good for . Now ponder it well . ” Over the carpet the dear little feet Came with a patter to climb on my seat ; Two merry eyes , full of frolic and glee , Under their lashes looked up unto me ; Two little hands ...
Pagina 19
... tell How came the dainty Babie Bell Into this world of ours ? The gates of heaven were left ajar ; With folded hands and dreamy eyes , Wandering out of Paradise , She saw this planet , like a star , Hung in the glistening depths of even ...
... tell How came the dainty Babie Bell Into this world of ours ? The gates of heaven were left ajar ; With folded hands and dreamy eyes , Wandering out of Paradise , She saw this planet , like a star , Hung in the glistening depths of even ...
Pagina 22
... tell ; Her heart was folded deep in ours . Our hearts are broken , Babie Bell ! At last he came , the messenger , The messenger from unseen lands : And what did dainty Babie Bell ? She only crossed her little hands , She only looked ...
... tell ; Her heart was folded deep in ours . Our hearts are broken , Babie Bell ! At last he came , the messenger , The messenger from unseen lands : And what did dainty Babie Bell ? She only crossed her little hands , She only looked ...
Pagina 46
... I should not like to grieve you . Don't wrinkle up , you silly moss ; My flowers , you need not shiver ; My little buds , don't look so cross ; Don't talk so loud , my river I'm telling you I will not go , It's foolish. さ CHILD LIFE .
... I should not like to grieve you . Don't wrinkle up , you silly moss ; My flowers , you need not shiver ; My little buds , don't look so cross ; Don't talk so loud , my river I'm telling you I will not go , It's foolish. さ CHILD LIFE .
Pagina 47
A Collection of Poems John Greenleaf Whittier. I'm telling you I will not go , It's foolish to feel slighted ; It's rude to interrupt me so , You ought to be delighted . Ah ! now you're growing good , I see , Though anger is beguiling ...
A Collection of Poems John Greenleaf Whittier. I'm telling you I will not go , It's foolish to feel slighted ; It's rude to interrupt me so , You ought to be delighted . Ah ! now you're growing good , I see , Though anger is beguiling ...
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Alice Cary angel Babie Bell beautiful blessed blossoms blue Bob-o'-link bright bright eyes brown brown thrush Celia Thaxter chee cheek child comes cried Daisies Dandelion dear eyes face fair fairies fast father feet flowers gates Gilpin glad gray green guilders hair hand happy head hear heard heart heaven John Gilpin kiss Lady Moon laugh light little bird little Christel little Dandelion little Hiawatha little maid Little white Lily look Lucy Larcom Mary Howitt meadow merry minute mix minutes bake mooly cow morning mother nest never night Nokomis o'er Phoebe Cary pipe Piper play pretty Quoth rose round sandpiper shine sing sits sleep smile snow soft song sorrow Spink sweet tell thee There's things Thomas Hood thou thought to-day to-whit tree violets wild William Allingham William Motherwell wind wings wonder wood