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My Kingdom
Down by a shining water well I found a very little dell, No higher than my head. The heather and the gorse about In summer bloom were coming out, Some yellow and some red. I called the little pool a…
Picture-Books in Winter
Summer fading, winter comes— Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, Window robins, winter rooks, And the picture story-books. Water now is turned to stone Nurse and I can walk upon; Still we find the flowing brooks In the picture story-books. All the…
My Treasures
These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest, Where all my tin soldiers are lying at rest, Were gathered in Autumn by nursie and me In a wood with a well by the side of the sea.…
Block City
What are you able to build with your blocks? Castles and palaces, temples and docks. Rain may keep raining, and others go roam, But I can be happy and building at home. Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be…
The Land of Story-Books
At evening when the lamp is lit, Around the fire my parents sit; They sit at home and talk and sing, And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl All in the dark along the…
Armies in the Fire
The lamps now glitter down the street; Faintly sound the falling feet; And the blue even slowly falls About the garden trees and walls. Now in the falling of the gloom The red fire paints the empty room: And warmly…
Winter-Time
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in…
The Hayloft
Through all the pleasant meadow-side The grass grew shoulder-high, Till the shining scythes went far and wide And cut it down to dry. Those green and sweetly smelling crops They led in waggons home; And they piled them here in…
Farewell to the Farm
The coach is at the door at last; The eager children, mounting fast And kissing hands, in chorus sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! To house and garden, field and lawn, The meadow-gates we swang upon, To pump and stable, tree…
North-West Passage
1. Good-Night When the bright lamp is carried in, The sunless hours again begin; O’er all without, in field and lane, The haunted night returns again. Now we behold the embers flee About the firelit hearth; and see Our faces…
Game Nursery Rhymes
There Were Three Jovial Welshmen THERE were three jovial Welshmen, As I have heard them say, And they would go a-hunting Upon St. David’s day. All the day they hunted, And nothing could they find But a ship a-sailing, A-sailing…
Jingle Nursery Rhymes
Deedle, Deedle, Dumpling, My Son John DEEDLE, deedle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his trousers on; One shoe off, the other shoe on, Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John. Cock-A-Doodle-Doo COCK-a-doodle-doo! My dame has lost her shoe;…
Love and Matrimony Rhymes
Jack And Jill Went Up The Hill Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. Rosemary Green ROSEMARY green, And lavender blue, Thyme…
Natural History Rhymes
I Had A Little Dog, And They Called I HAD a little dog, and they called him Buff; I sent him to the shop for a hap’orth of snuff; But he lost the bag, and spill’d the snuff: “So take…
Accumulative Nursery Stories
This Is The House That Jack Built THIS is the house that Jack built. 2. This is the malt That lay in the house that Jack built. 3. This is the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the…
Relic Nursery Rhymes
Willy Boy, Willy Boy, Where Are You Going WILLY boy, Willy boy, where are you going? I’ll go with you, if I may. “I’m going to the meadow to see them a mowing; I’m going to help them, make hay.”…
Historical Nursery Rhymes
Old King Cole OLD King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. Every fiddler, he had…
Literal and Scholastic Nursery Rhymes
Great A, Little A GREAT A, little a, Bouncing B! The cat’s in the cupboard, And can’t see me. If Ifs And Ands IF ifs and ands, Were pots and pans, There would be no need for tinkers! Tell Tale,…