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 23
... turned her sweet eyes to the light , Brimmed with sleep's tender dew ; And not so close their tendrils fine Round their supports are thrown , As those dear arms whose outstretched plea Clasped all hearts to her own . We used to think ...
... turned her sweet eyes to the light , Brimmed with sleep's tender dew ; And not so close their tendrils fine Round their supports are thrown , As those dear arms whose outstretched plea Clasped all hearts to her own . We used to think ...
Pagina 30
... Turned was the key in the portal , Fell ringing the golden bar ; And lo ! in the little child's fingers Stood the beautiful gates ajar ! In the little child - angel's fingers Stood the beautiful gates ajar ! 66 And this key , for ...
... Turned was the key in the portal , Fell ringing the golden bar ; And lo ! in the little child's fingers Stood the beautiful gates ajar ! In the little child - angel's fingers Stood the beautiful gates ajar ! 66 And this key , for ...
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... turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip , redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face , Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace : From my heart I give thee joy ! I was ...
... turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip , redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face , Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace : From my heart I give thee joy ! I was ...
Pagina 81
... turned on the plain , Where the thistle - burs clung to his fetlocks and mane : All ugly and rough , not a soul could espy The spark of good - nature that dwelt in his eye . The summer had waned , and the autumn months rolled Into those ...
... turned on the plain , Where the thistle - burs clung to his fetlocks and mane : All ugly and rough , not a soul could espy The spark of good - nature that dwelt in his eye . The summer had waned , and the autumn months rolled Into those ...
Pagina 85
... turned the lock Drowsily ticks the kitchen clock ; The household sinks to deep repose ; But still in sleep the farm - boy goes Singing , calling , - Co ' , boss ! co ' , boss ! co ' ! co ' ! co ' ! " And oft the milkmaid , in her dreams ...
... turned the lock Drowsily ticks the kitchen clock ; The household sinks to deep repose ; But still in sleep the farm - boy goes Singing , calling , - Co ' , boss ! co ' , boss ! co ' ! co ' ! co ' ! " And oft the milkmaid , in her dreams ...
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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