Child life, poems, ed. by J.G. Whittier1874 |
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الصفحة 6
... sits inside , and sometimes he sings ; Up he comes and out he goes at night to spread his wings . Little bird , little bird , whither will you go ? Round about the world while nobody can know . Little bird , little bird , whither do you ...
... sits inside , and sometimes he sings ; Up he comes and out he goes at night to spread his wings . Little bird , little bird , whither will you go ? Round about the world while nobody can know . Little bird , little bird , whither do you ...
الصفحة 27
... sits in my little one's chair , And the light of the heaven she's gone to , Transfigures its golden hair . - James Russell Lowell . DEATH OF AN INFANT . A HOST of angels flying , Through cloudless skies impelled , Upon the earth beheld ...
... sits in my little one's chair , And the light of the heaven she's gone to , Transfigures its golden hair . - James Russell Lowell . DEATH OF AN INFANT . A HOST of angels flying , Through cloudless skies impelled , Upon the earth beheld ...
الصفحة 56
... sits near with a sleepy grace , Without ever thinking of washing her face . There flies a bird to a neighboring tree , But very lazily flutters he ; And he sits and twitters a gentle note , That scarcely ruffles his little throat . You ...
... sits near with a sleepy grace , Without ever thinking of washing her face . There flies a bird to a neighboring tree , But very lazily flutters he ; And he sits and twitters a gentle note , That scarcely ruffles his little throat . You ...
الصفحة 64
... mouths in time grow smaller , Four little throats in time are filled Four little nestlings quite appall her , 1 ; Spreading their wings for the sun to gild . Lazy no longer sits the father , His is the 64 CHILD LIFE . The Orioles.
... mouths in time grow smaller , Four little throats in time are filled Four little nestlings quite appall her , 1 ; Spreading their wings for the sun to gild . Lazy no longer sits the father , His is the 64 CHILD LIFE . The Orioles.
الصفحة 65
Child life John Greenleaf Whittier. Lazy no longer sits the father , His is the care of the singing - school ; He must teach them to fly , and gather Splendid worms by the nearest pool . Singing away on the shaken branches , Under the ...
Child life John Greenleaf Whittier. Lazy no longer sits the father , His is the care of the singing - school ; He must teach them to fly , and gather Splendid worms by the nearest pool . Singing away on the shaken branches , Under the ...
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angel baby beautiful Bell bird blessed blue Bob-o'-link bright brown chee cheek child clear close comes cried dear deep door earth eyes face fair falling father feel feet flowers gates girl give goes gone gray green grow hair hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hill hour keep kiss laugh leaves light Lily little bird Lived look Mary meadow merry moon morning mother nest never night o'er pipe play poor pretty river rose round seemed shine side sing sits sleep smile snow soft song soon stood street summer sweet tell thee things thou thought Till tree turned voice wild wind wings wish wonder wood young
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الصفحة 158 - ... I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I...
الصفحة 227 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. 'My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
الصفحة 91 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
الصفحة 232 - Said Gilpin — So am I! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
الصفحة 125 - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book, that all may read.
الصفحة 137 - Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St.
الصفحة 29 - For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall; Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond Mine the walnut slopes beyond, Mine, on bending orchard trees, Apples of Hesperides!
الصفحة 90 - HAIL, beauteous stranger of the grove ! Thou messenger of Spring ! Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat, And woods thy welcome sing. Soon as the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear. Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.
الصفحة 127 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together ; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
الصفحة 163 - STILL sits the school-house by the road, A ragged beggar sunning ; Around it still the sumachs grow, And blackberry- vines are running. Within, the master's desk is seen, Deep scarred by raps official ; The warping floor, the battered seats, The jack-knife's carved initial ; The charcoal...