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POEMS AND RHYMES

CHILDCRAFT The

How and Why

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bert, and Lucy Sprague Mitchell, copyright 1933 by The John Day Company, Inc. Dodd, Mead & Company: "The World" by William Brighty Rands; "Two Cats of Kilkenny" from The Little Mother

Goose, compiled by Jessie Wilcox Smith

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tesy of the following publishers, agencies, corporations, and authors for permission to use copyrighted poems and illustrations. Full illustration acknowledgments for this volume appear

on pages 310 and 311.

Doubleday & Company, Inc.: "The Best Game the Fairies Play" and "A Fairy Went A-Marketing" from Fairies and Chimneys by Rose Fyleman, copyright 1920 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "Daddy," from Fairies and Friends by Rose Fyleman, cop>Tight 1926 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "Good Night," "Hi-Di," "Hii>popotamus," "Slice," and "Sneezes" from Fifty-One New Nursery Rhymes by Rose Fyleman, copyright 1932 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "The Dentist," "Joys," "My Policeman," and "Singing Time" from The Fairy Green by Rose Fyleman, copyright 1923 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "The New Neighbor" and "October" from Gay Go Up by Rose Fyleman, copyright 1930 by Doubleday & Company, Inc., all by courtesy Society of Authors; "Rain in the Night" from Selected Lyrics by Amelia Josephine Burr, copyright 1927 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "The Animal Store," "Barefoot Days," "Good Green Bus," "The Ice-Cream Man," "I'd Like To Be a Lighthouse," and "Taxis" from Taxis and Toadstools by Rachel Field, copyright 1926 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "Sunrise" by Katherine Kosmak from Creative Youth, edited by Hughes Meams, copyright 1925 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.; "Country Trucks" and "Uncle Fraiik" from Goose Grass Rhymes by Monica Shannon, copyright 1930 by Doubleday & Company, Inc.

& Co., Inc., E. P.: '3ridges," "Galoshes," and "Stars" from the book Stories To Begin On by Rhoda W. Bacmeister, copyright 1940 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc., renewal 1968 by Rhoda \\'. Bacmeister, reprinted by permission of the publishers; "Dogs," "Drinking Fountain," "In Winter," and "Sliding," copyright 1946 by Marchette Chute; "In August," cop>Tight 1941 by Marchette Chute; and "My Dog," copyright 1932 by Marchette Chute and "Spring Rain," copyright 1946 by Marchette Chute, from tie book Around and About, copyright 1932 by Marchette Chute, published 1957 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc. and reprinted with their permission; "Food" and "Mail" from the book Rhymes About the City by Marchette Chute, copyright 1946 by Marchette Chute; "Shadow Dance" from the book Fairies and Suchlike bv I\-\- O. Eastvvick, copvright 1946 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc.; "The End," "Forgiven," and "Furr\- Bear" from the book .VoaAre Six b>- A. A. Mihie, copyright 1927 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc., renewal 1955 by A. A. Milne, courtesv Methuen & Co., Ltd.; "Halfway Down," "Hoppit>-, '

Dutton

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"Puppy and Abelard-Schuman, Limited: "Horses" from Up the Windy Hill, copyright 1953 by Aileen Fisher Abingdon Press: "The Clock in the Hall" from I Rode the Black Horse Far Altai/ by Isy O. Eastivick, copyright £ 1960 by Abingdon Press, this permission includes nonexclusive world rights; "Winds A-Blo\ving" by May Justus, cop>Tight 1940 by May Justus from Winds A'Blowing, courtesy Abingdon Press American Oil Company: art page 205, copyright American Oil

Company

and Writers Guild, Inc.: "Open Range" from the Giant Golden Book Tenggren's Cowboys arul Indians by Kathr>n and Byron Jackson, copyright 1948 by Simon and Schuster, Inc. and Artists and Writers Guild, Inc. Atheneum Publishers: "Toaster Time" by Eve Merriam, copyright £ 1962 by Eve Merriam, from There Is No Bhyme for Silver, used by permission of Atheneum

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"Stop Go," "The Elevator," and "Merrj-Go-Round" from I Like Machinery, copyright Brothers Harper & 1933 by Bennett, Rowena Bastin: "Four Seasons" reprinted by special permission from Jack and Jill Baruch, Dorothy W.:

Boyden, Polly Chase: "Mud" from Child Life Brandt & Brandt: "Afternoon on a Hill" from Collected Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay, Harper & Brothers, copyright 1917, 1945 by Edna St. Vincent Millay; "AVestem Wagons" from A Book of Americans, Rinehart & Company, Inc., copyright 1933 by Rosemary and Stephen Vincent Benet Brown, Ltd., Curtis: "Jonathan Bing" from Jonathan Bing and Other Verses, by Beatrice Curtis Brown, copyright 1936 by Beatrice Curtis Brown Burgess, Gelett: "The Purple Cow" from The Burgess Xonsense Book Cape, Limited, Jonathan: "Leisure" from Collected Poems bv William Henry Davies, reprinted by permission of Nirs. H. M. Davies Chaffee, Eleanor A.: "The Cobbler" from American Junior

Red Cross Sews Children's Activities magazine publishers: "A New Friend" by Maijorie Allen Anderson of AATieat Corp.: photo by Carroll Seghers II, page 92, copvright The Cream of Wheat Corp. Cullen, Mrs. Ida M.: "Song of the Wake-Up- World" by

The Cream

Countee Cullen Davies, Mary Carobn: "Drums of the Rain," "The Day Before April," and "Look at the Snow" from Child Life Day Company, Inc., The John: "Sk\scraper Is a Citj's House" from Skyscraper by Elsa Naumburg, Clara Lam-

I,"

"Spring Morning," and "Vespers

We

'

from

Were Very Young by A. A. Milne, the book When copyright 1924 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc., renewal 1952 by A. A. Milne, courtesy Methuen & Co., Ltd.; "Jump or Jiggle" by Evelyn Beyer, "Little Black Bug" by Margaret Wise Brown, "The House of the Mouse" by Luc>Sprague Mitchell, and "My Bed" by Elizabeth Slanson Scott, from the book Another Here and Now Story Book, compiled by Lucv Sprague Mitchell, copyright 1937 by E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc. Eastivick, I\-\- O. "From the Sk>" and "Moon-in-Water," courtesy l\-\- O. Eastwick; "Slay Mornings" reprinted by special permission from Jack and Jill Edelman, Katherine: "Saturday Shopping" from Child Life Fallis, Edwina H.: "September" from Sung Under the Silver Umbrella, selected by the Literature Committee of the Association for Childhood Education The First-Stamford National Bank & Trust Company, Stamford, Connecticut: "Dogs and Weather" by Winifred :

\\'elles

from Skipping Along Alone

Fisher, Aileen: "After a Bath" and "Shelling Peas" from Inside a Little House; "Othervvise" from The Coffee-Pot Face; "December," "I'll Be a Baker," and "AMiistling"

from That's Why Flexmart, John: "The Shiny Little

House" by Nancy M.

Hayes Publishing Company: "Motor Cars" by Rowena Bastin Bennett from Around a Toadstool Table, copyright 1930, 1937 by Follett Publishing Company, Chicago, Illinois; "Rubber Boots" from Songs Around a 1967 by Rowena BenToadstool Table, copyright nett, reprinted by permission of Follett Publishing Com-

Follett

pany Inc., Samuel: "Washing" by John Drinkwater from book More About Me, copyright first impressions

French, the

October 1929. cop\ right second impressions November

1929 Frost,

Frances:

"Sniff" from

^ ^ American Junior Red Cross

News Fyleman, Rose: "The Beech Tree" from Child Life Guiterman, Mrs. Arthur: "Chums" by Arthur Guitennan from Child Life Harcourt, Brace & World, Inc.: "Circles" and "Trees' from The Little Hill bv Harry Behn, copyright 1949 by Harri- Behn; "The Nlerrv-Go-Round" and "Sliding" from' Whispers and Other Poems, © 1958 by Myra Cohn Livingston, reprinted by permission of Harcourt, Brace & World, Inc.; "Bump on Mv Knee" from Wide Awake and Other Poems, © 1959 by Myra Cohn Livingston, reprinted by permission of Harcourt, Brace & World, Inc.; "Spring Wind," "When Young Melissa Sweeps," and "Wings and NXTieels" from Magpie Lane by Nancy

Byrd Turner, copyright 1927 by Harcourt, Brace and Inc., renewed 1955 by Nancy Byrd Turner; photoKraphs from The Shadow Book by Beatrice Schenk de Hesniers; photographs copyright 1960 by Isabel Gordon, pages 82 and 83 {left, top and bollom right), reproduced by permission of Harcourt, Brace & World,

Geese" from Branches Green by Rachel Field; "Doorbells" and "A Summer Morning" from The Pointed People by Rachel Field; "An Explanation of the Grasshopper," "The Little Turtle," and "The Mysterious Cat" from Collected Poems by Vachel Lindsay; "Breakfast Time" from Collected Poems by James Stephens, cour-

Inc.

tesy The Macmillan Company, Ltd., and James SteIjhens; "April" from Collected Poems by Sara Teasdale;

Company,

Harper & Row, Publishers; "The Mitten Song" and "My Zipper Siiit" from A Pocketful of Rhymes by Marie Louise Allen, cx)pyright 1939 by Harper & Brothers; "Rudolph Is Tired of the City" and "Vem" from Bronzeville Boys and Girls by Gwendolyn Brooks, copy1956 by Gwendolyn Brooks Blakely, reprinted right with permission of Harper & Row, Publishers; "Building a Skyscraper" and "Sleet Storm" from A World To Know by James S. Tippett, copyright 1933 by Harper & Brothers; "Sh" from I Live in a City by James S. Tippett, copyright 1927 by Harper & Brothers, 1955 by James S. Tippett; "Engine," "Ferry-Boats," and "Up in the Air" from / Go A-Traieling by James S. Tippett, copyright 1929 Harper & Brothers, renewed 1957 James S. Tippett, reprinted with permission of Harper & Row,

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Head, Cloyd: "Moving" and "Thaw" by Eunice Tietjens from Child Life Heath & Company, D. C. "Trains at Night" by Frances Frost from The Packet Henry Holt and Company, Inc.: "The Pasture" from Complete Poems of Robert Frost, copyright 1930, 1949 by Henr\' Holt and Company, Inc., courtesy Pearn, PoUinger and Higham, Ltd. and Jonathan Cape, Ltd.; "Fog" from Chicago Poems by Carl Sandburg, copyright 1916 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., 1944 by Carl Sandburg; "Chick, Chick Chatterman," "1 Had a Cow," and "1 Know a Man" from A Rocket in My Pocket, compiled by Carl Withers Houghton Mifflin Company: "The Sun" by John Drinkwater from All About Me; "Dandelions" by Frances Frost from Pool in the Meadow; "The Snowbird" by Frank Dempster Shemian from Little Folk Lyrics Hughes, Langston: "City," and "Garment," from an anthology Golden Slippers, compiled by Arna Bontemps The Instructor Publications, Inc.: "When I'm an AstroThe naut" by Leland B. Jacobs from The Instructor, :

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Instructor Publications, Inc. Jackson, Leroy F.: "Hippity Hop to

Bed" from Woman's

Home Companion Jaques, Florence Page: "There Once Was a PufHn" from Child Life Johnson, Dorothy Vena: "Palace" from an anthology

Golden Slippers, compiled by Arna Bontemps Mark C: "Little Joe Tunney" by Rebecca McCann from Child Life Knopf, Inc., Alfred A.: "The Elephant" and "The Vulture" from Bad Child's Book of Beasts by Hilaire Belloc, courtesy Gerald Duckworth and Co., Ltd.; "Snail" from Fields of Wonder by Langston Hughes, copyright 1947 by Langston Hughes Lippincott Company, J. B.: "Greaty-Great Grannie" from Poems for Peter by Lysbeth Boyd Borie, copyright 1928, 1956 by Lysbeth Boyd Borie; "Mouse" from Poems for a Little Girl by Hilda Conkling, copyright 1920, 1947 by Hilda Conkling; "City Streets and Country Roads" from Joan's Door by Eleanor Farjeon, copyright 1926 by J. B. Lippincott Company; "Choosing" from Poems for Children by Eleanor Farjeon, copyright 1933, 1961 by Eleanor Farjeon, published by J. B. Lippincott Company, courtesy David Higham Associates, Ltd.; "A Kitten" and "Mrs. Peck-Pigeon" from Over the Garden Wall by Eleanor Farjeon, copyright 1933, 1951 by Eleanor Farjeon; "We Are All Nodding" from Four and Twenty Blackbirds, collected by Helen Dean Fish, copyright 1937 by J. B. Lippincott Company; "Jonathan" from Picture Rhymes from Foreign Larids, collected by Rose Fyleman, copyright 19.35 by Rose FyleKeller,

man, courtesy Society of Authors; "E Is the Escalator" and "P's the Proud Policeman" from All Around the Town by Phyllis McGinley, copyright 1948 by McGinley, courtesy Curtis Brown, Ltd.; "Song for a Little House" from Chimneysmoke by Christopher Morley, copyright 1917, 1945 by Christopher Morley, courtesy Christopher Morley; "Animal Crackers" from Songs for a Little House by Christopher Morley, coi^yright 1917, 194.5 by Christopher Morley, courtesy Christopher Morley; "A Letter Is a Gypsy Elf" and ".The Telegraph" from For Days and Days by Annette Wynne, copyright 1919, 1947 by Annette Wynne Little, Brown and Co.: "Five Chants" Part I, "Song of the Train," from Far and Few by David McCord, copyright 1952 by David McCord, by permission of Little, Brown and Co. Long, Elizabeth-Ellen: "Autumn Song," reprinted by special permission from Jack and Jill Lynde, Mary Ellen: "Queen Anne's Lace" by Mary Leslie Newton, courtesy The New York Times The Macmillan Company: "Skating" by Herbert Asquith from Pillicock Hill, courtesy William Heinemann, Ltd.; "The Light-Hearted Fairy" from Gaily We Parade, selected by John E. Brewton; "Mr. Nobody" from Bridled with Rainbows, edited by Sara and John E. Brewton; "The Kangaroo," "Sea Gull," "Song," and "The Ways of Trains" from Summer Green by Elizabeth Coatsworth; "November" from Twelve Months Make a Year by Elizabeth Coatsworth; "Something Told the Wild

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"February Twilight" from February Twilight by Sara Teasdale, copyright 19.34 by The Macmillan Company; "Falling Star" from Stars Tonight by Sara Teasdale McDonald, Jessica Nelson North: "Three Guests" by Jessica Nelson North

McKay Company,

David: "Being Gypsy" and "Road Fellows" from Christopher Ol by Barbara Young, copyright 1947 by Barbara Young McKay, Lois W.: "Night" from Child Life McWebb, Elizabeth Upham: 'At Mrs. Appleby's" from Child Life Meigs, Mildred Plew: "Pirate Don Durk of Dowdee" Miller, Mary Britton: "Cat" and "Shore" from Menagerie Mitchell, Mrs. Alec: "Walking" by Grace Glaubitz from The Golden Flute, compiled by Alice Hubbard and Adeline Babbit Monro, Alida: "Overheard on a Saltmarsh" from Children of Love by Harold Monro Oxford University Press (London Office): "Down with the Lambs" from The Oxford Nursery Rhyme Book, edited by lona and Peter Opie, Oxford University Press, Inc.,

1955

Pageant

Press: "Alone by the Surf" by Leila Kendall Little Child Looking, copyright 1956 by Pageant Press Pantheon Books, Inc.: "Horsies Make Horsies" by John Leonard Becker from New Feathers from the Old Goose, copyright 1956 by Pantheon Books, Inc.; "Who Is So Pretty?" from Mouse Chorus by Elizabeth Coatsworth, copyright 1955 by Pantheon Books, Inc. Pierce, Dorothy Mason: "Sprinkhng" by Dorothy Mason Pierce from Sung Under the Silver Umbrella Putnam's Sons, G, P. & Coward-McCann, Inc.; "Dresses," "Everybody Says," "Like Me," "My Nose," and "The Reason" from All Together by Dorothy Aldis, copyright 1925, 1926, 1927, 1928, 1929, 1939, 1952 by Dorothy Aldis; "Brooms," "Hiding," "Ice," "Little," "Naughty Soap Song," and "Winter" from Everything arid Anything by Dorothy Aldis, copyright 1925, 1926, 1927 by Dorothy Aldis; "About Buttons" and "It Was" from Here, There and Everywhere by Dorothy Aldis, copyright 1927, 1928 by Dorothy Aldis; "Names" and "The Picnic" from Hop, Skip and Jump by Dorothy Aldis, copyright 1934 by Dorothy Aldis Rand McNally & Co.; "The Cricket" by Majorie Barrows; "Swimming" by Clinton Scollard from Child Life Magazine, copyright 1923, 1951 by Rand McNally &

Brown from A

Co. Richards,

The Estate

of

Laura E.: "The Cave Boy" by

Laura E. Richards from Child Life Sidgwick & Jackson, Ltd.: "Choosing Shoes" from The Very Thing by Ffrida Wolfe The Society of Authors: "Miss T" from Selected Poems; "The Cupboard," "Some One," and "Summer Evening," by Walter de la Mare, granted by The Literary Trustees of Walter de la Mare and the Society of Authors as their representative

Stem, Mrs. David: "Holding Hands" by Lenore M. Link, from Arbuthnot Anthology of Children's Literature Stiles, Dr. Lindley J.; "Growing" from Moods and Moments by L. J. Stiles Story Parade, Inc.: "Kite Days" by Mark Sawyer from Story Parade, copyright 1939 by Story Parade, Inc. Thompson, Dorothy Brown; "Maps" from Bridled with Rainbows, selected by Sara and John E. Brewton; and "Bigger" from the anthology For A Child Time, Inc.: photography by Alfred Eisenstaedt, page 83 (center), courtesy Life, copyright 1959 by Time, Inc. Turner, Nancy Byrd: "Wind Capers" from Child Life Untermeyer, Mrs. Jean Starr: "Glimpse in Autumn" by Jean Starr Untermeyer from This Stnging World, edited by Louis Untermeyer Vanada, Lillian Schulz: "Fuzzy Wuzzy, Creepy Crawly" by Lillian Schulz The Viking Press, Inc.: "The Prayer of the Little Bird" from Prayers from the Ark by C:irmen Bernos de Gasztold, trans, by Rumer Godden, copyright by Huiner Godden, courtesy Macmillan and Company, I,t(l. :md Rumer Godden; "Baby Goat" from Jingle Jangle by Zhenya Gay, copyright 1953 by Zhenya Gay; '"The Little House" from Green Outside by Elizabeth Godley, coi>yright 1932 by The Viking Press, Inc., courtesy Ox-

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ford University Press;

"The

"Firefly,"

"Mumps," "The Rab-

from Under the Tree by Roberts, copyright 1922 by B. W. Heubsch, Int., 1950 by Ivor S. Roberts; "Shoes" from In anil Out by Tom Robinson, copyright 1943 by Tom

bit,"

Elizabeth

Woodpecker,"

Madox

Robinson Wills(m, Dixie: "The Mist and All" from Child Life Win.ston Company, The John C: "An Indignant Male" by Abram Bunn Ross from Five Going on Six Wood, Ray; "Fishy-Fishy in the Brook," "Had a Mule," "Hush, My Baby," and "Seven Blackbirds in a Tree"

from

The American Mother Goose,

collected

by Hay

Wood Worth, Kathryn: "Smells" from Poems for Josephine

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The pages of childcbaft will speak for themselves to young children. They will speak of cabbages and kings and many other things, each in an excitingly different way.

The young

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goal of childcraft child's

By dealing with the questions he most often asks and the curiosities he most often expresses

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By being and fun

written in language that

is

rhythmical, factual, fun to read,

to hear

By organizing information according to his interests rather than according to adult categories

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By arranging

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and illustrations so that wherever he and exciting learning unit

text

find a complete

By employing both

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turns,

he

will

the latest and the traditional techniques of the

graphic arts

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not a textbook nor an encyclopedia, your it. .-Vnd even though childcraft is not written like a primer or a basic reader, your children will read better because of it. As \ou know, the answers they want don't always come in simple, single-syllable words. children will learn from

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is

and

find facts in

Children really want to learn. Learning to do things as well as (or daddv, mother, brother, and sister is a matter of survival for ) a child. In today's anxious world, it is the difference between being somebod)- and nobody.

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And

if the food of knowledge is within reach, if it is attractive, and if it put before them b\- lo\ing hands and \'oices, they will eat of it \oraciouslv. But if it is out of reach in the top cupboard, or still in the store is

— their

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stomach

burns within them bushel of neglect. tliat

In the

why

may

words of the man

library conception and in .\nd

The

for learning will inevitablv shrink.

is

its

to

sputter

whom

dedicated, the

light of curiosity

and remain hidden forever under a

—the how

childck\ft

this edition of

man who was most

basic development

—the

late

J.

instrumental in its Morris Jones, Editor-

in-Chief:

"childcraft's 5,040 pages are intended to be 5,040 doors to a child's life and learning to come. hope he opens every one of them, for each door that he opens is sure to delight him now, and also to show him the man\- doors he still must open to achieve his inalienable destiny to become a trul\- human being."

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CONTENTS

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VOLUME

f'^o^i^A CUvoCy r\nji4n£4. -'

Mother Goose and Nursery Rhymes

Poems

for

Poems

Plants

of Life at

of Play

Poems About

and Animals

101

Home

127

and Make-Relieve

149

Grownups

173

Pets and

Highway, Ryway, and Gity Rhymes

Verses Just for

8

53

Outdoors

Poems About

Rhymes

....

Fun

....

195

219

More About Everyday Things

267

Pravers

285

Poems and Rh\mes

Illustration

Set to

Music

Acknowledgments

295

310

Author Index

311

Tide Index

314

Index of First Lines

318

«eBM.>tfpi6ci6mg',

The quick sharp beat Of a million hoofs CHcked and clattered Across the roofs.

The sleet storm fell Through a day and a night With a tic-tic-tic That was

On

and

light.

the second morning

A On

fast

cold sun shone

a glittering, crystal, iJT -•.

Frigid zone.

Each bush and branch Was icily hung With the frozen song The sleet had sung. The branches swayed With their icy load

Where

*'^\ie^'»^.

ICE When I

And

it

is

the winter time

run up the street I

make

With

the ice laueh

my

httle feet

"Crickle, crackle, crickle

Crrreeet, crrreeet, crrreeet." DOROTTTi" ALOIS

THAW The snow

is

soft,

and how it squashes! "Galumph, galumph!" go

my

galoshes. EirSJCE TIETJENS

I/-*

'S: 99

100

poems about plants

and nimals

^0/

^^^

t

^(

>:••• •••

A KITTEN He's nothing much but And two round eyes of He has a giant purr And a midget mew.

fur

blue,

He darts and pats the air, He starts and cocks his ear, When there is nothing there For him

He But

to see

and hear.

runs around in rings.

why we

cannot

With sideways

tell;

leaps he springs

At things invisible

Then halfwav through a leap His startled eveballs close,

And he

drops

off to sleep

With one paw on

his nose.

ELE.OCOR FAR J EON

LITTLE PUSSY Her coat

And

ff

She'll

So

I'll

i

like little Pussy,

I

I

is

so

wann;

don't hurt her.

do

me no

harm.

not pull her

tail.

Nor drive her away. But Pussy and I Very gentlv will play. JANE TAYLOR

103

DOGS AND WEATHER I'd like a different

A

dog

For ever\^ kind of weatfier narrow grevhound for a fog, A wolfhound strange and white,

With a tail like a siher feather To run with in the night. ^^'hen snow is still, and winter In the

fall

Id

like to see

In answer to

A

mv

whistle,

golden spaniel look at me.

But best of

A

stars are bright.

terrier,

To Beside

all

for rain

hairy as a thistle.

trot

with

me down

fine disdain

the soaked, sweet-smelling lane. WINIFRED WELLES

104

DOGS The dogs Have many

I

know

shapes.

For some are big and

And some And some

tall,

are long, are thin,

And some are fat and small. And some are little bits of fluff And have no shape at all. MABCHETTE CHUTE

TV.

HOLDING HANDS

p

Elephants walking

Along the

trails

Are holding hands

By holding

tails.

Trunks and tails Are handy things

When

elephants walk

In circus rings.

Elephants work

And

elephants play

And And

elephants walk feel so gay.

And when It

never

they

walk-

fails

They're holding hands

By holding 106

tails.

LENORE M. LINK

WHISKY FRISKY

WHISKY

Frisky,

Hippity-hop Up he goes

To

the treetop!

Whirly, twirly,

Round and round,

Down To

he scampers

the ground.

Furly, curly.

What

a

tail!

Tall as a feather,

Broad

as a sail!

Where's

his

supper?

In the shell,

Snap, cracky.

Out

it

fell.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

¥»

THE REASON Rabbits and squirrels Are furry and fat,

And all of the chickens Have feathers, and that Is why when it's raining They need not stay in The wa\' children do who have Only their skin. DOROTHY ALDIS

THE RABBIT ^^'hen they said the time to hide I

And

A

was mine,

hid back under a thick grapevine.

while

little

I

was

still

for the time to pass,

gray thing came out of the grass.

He hopped his way through the melon bed And sat down close by a cabbage head.

He

sat

And

down

his big

close still

where

I

could see.

eyes looked hard at me,

His big eyes bursting out of the rim,

And

I

looked back very hard at him. ELIZABETH MADOX ROBERTS

109 hhI

FURRY BEAR

were a bear,

If I

And

a big bear too,

I

shouldn't

I

shouldn't

much mind

snowed

If it

be

care

froze or snew;

If it

I'd

much

all

With

or friz

fur-lined

a coat like his!

have fur boots and a brown fur wrap, And brown fur knickers and a big fur cap. I'd have a fur muffle-ruff to cover my jaws. And brown fur mittens on my big brown paws. With a big brown furry-down up to my head,

For

I'd

I'd sleep all the A.

A.

winter in a big fur bed.

MILNE

BABY GOAT

i^-

Did you ever pat a ba^y goat

And

learn

how

soft 1^6 feels?

Did you ever watcl^^him walk about

On

his four little

^ack high

heels?

'

v^

It

is

a curious thing that vou

don't wish to be a kangaroo,

hop hop hop and never stop the whole da)' long and the whole to

to

hop

across Australian plains

with -i-iir-

THE

i/*Ki^^»A

sweep behind and small front paws ami pointed jaws

tails

r*/'^/'^

KANGAROO

that

and pale neat coats If skies

be blue,

the)'

into at

that

if

night, too!

skies

to

like trains

shed the

rains.

be grav,

bound in the same dim space

graceful

way

such a pace

where they go ELIZ.\BETH

there's

none

to say!

COATSWORTH

W79r'-

^

/

'^^'^-mr^^^^^^^-^^mf^

11

BIGGER The cow

is

big.

Her eyes

She makes a I'm rather I

I

very' scary

the fence

don't feel quite so

And I'm

o;lad

six

are round.

vet I'm not afraid.

years old

— and

tall

small.

You

see.

she's just three.

rKJROTETi- BRO\\'X

112

is

weak and

sound.

THOMPSON

The

friendly

cow

all

red and white,

love with all my heart: She gives me cream with To eat with apple tart. I

THE

COW

all

her might,

She wanders lowing here and there. yet she cannot stray. All in the pleasant open air.

And

The pleasant

light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass And wet with all the showers, She walks among the meadow grass And eats the meadow flowers. ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

^^.

HORSES Back and forth and up and down, horses' tails go switching.

Up and down and back and

forth,

horses' skins go twitching.

Horses do a lot of work to

keep themselves from

itching.

AILEEN FISHER

113

jump or

jiggle

Frogs jump Caterpillars

Worms Bugs

hump

^viggle

jiggle

Rabbits hop Horses clop

Snakes shde Sea gulls ghde

Mice creep Deer leap Puppies bounce Kittens pounce

Lions stalk

But— I

y S>*i

walk!

EVKLYNT BEYER

the

little

There was a

turtle

little turtle.

He lived in a box. He swam in a puddle. He

snail

A

climbed on the rocks.

He snapped at a mosquito. He snapped at a flea. He snapped at a minnow. And he snapped at me.

Little snail,

Dreaming you go. Weather and rose Is all you know. Weather and rose Is all you see,

He

caught the mosquito.

He

caught the flea, He caught the minnow. But he didn't catch me. VACHEL LINDSAY

Drinking

The dewdrop's Mystery. LANGSTON HUGHES

115

•••'

.••

•• •••••« .••%

t^' LITTLE

BLACK BUG

Little black bug. Little black

bue,

Where ha\e you been? iVe been under the rug, Said

little

black bug.

Bug-ug-ug-ug. Little 2reen fly.

Little

green

fly,

W^here haye you been? I'ye

Said

been way up high. little

green

fly.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

FUZZY WUZZY,

mouse, mouse. Where ha\e you been? I'ye been all through the house. Said little old mouse. Little old Little old

CREEPY CRAWLY Fuzzy wuzzy, creepy crawlv Caterpillar funnv,

You

Squeak-eak-eak-eak-eak.

be a hutterfl\\\'hen the days are sunnv.

Winging,

flinging,

will

MARGARET WISE HROWN

dancmg, springing Butterfly so \ello\y.

You were once

a caterpillar,

^^ igely, wicraK- fellow.

LILLIAN SCHl'LZ

AN EXPLANATION OF

••*.

THE GRASSHOPPER THE I

will explain to you:

He The 116

Grasshopper, the Grasshopper,

is

the Browmies' racehorse.

Fairies

Kangaroo. VACHEL LINDSAY

I

(THE

CATERPILLAR

•

Brown and furry C'aterpillar in a

[To the

shady

•

leaf, or stalk,

what not, Which may be the chosen

•

'Or

spot.

• •

FIREFLY

Stars are twinkling

up on high,

•

Take your walk

•

TO A

..•'

hurry

•

Moon hangs low in eastern sky; These with thee do not compare. Cheerful beacon of the air

\o toad spy you, •Hovering bird of prey pass by you; Spin and die.

To

live

again a butterfly.

Speeding onward through the dark. Beneath the oak trees in the park, With thy glowing, gleaming light,

Happy

CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

lightning

bug J.

of night.

MORRIS JONES

••]"•/ •

•

THE CRICKET And when the rain had gone away And it was shining everywhere, I

ran out on the walk to play

And found

a

little

bug was

And he was running just as As any little bug could run,

there.

fast • • •

Until he stopped for breath at last. All black

and shiny

•

A Is

little

light

is

(A song)

going by,

going up to see the sky,

A

little

light

with wings.

very glad to be a bug! I

MARJORIE BARROWS

^

•

FIREFLY

in the sun.

And then he chirped a song to me And gave his wings a little tug, And that's the way he showed that he

Was

•

never could have thought of

To have a And made

little

to

bug

it.

all lit

go on wings.

ELIZABETH MADO.X HOBEHTS I

I

WHO

SO PRETTY?

IS

Skitter, skatter,

Leap and squeak! We've been dancing Half the week.

Under the

sofa,

Along the shelf, Every mouse Is

wild as an

elf.

Big round ear

And

bright black eye,

Nimble and natty. Limber and spry

Who Who As a

On

is

so pretty.

is

so neat.

little

mouse dancing

gray feet?

little

ELIZABETH COATSWORTH

MICE I think mice Are rather nice.

Their

tails

are long.

Their faces small,

They haven't any Chins at all. Their ears are pink, Their teeth are white,

They run about The house at night. They nibble things They shouldn't touch

And no one seems To But Are 118

/

like

them much.

think mice

nice. ROSE FYLEMAN

THE HOUSE OF THE MOUSE The house of the mouse is a wee Httle house, house in the grass, which big clumsy folk may hunt and mav poke

a green Httle

and

still

never see as they pass

this

sweet

wee

neat

little,

green

little,

little,

little,

cuddle-down hide-away house LUCY

in

the grass.

SPR.\GL'E

THE CITY MOUSE AND THE GARDEN MOUSE The citv mouse lives in The garden mouse lives

a house; in a

bower.

He's friendly with the frogs and toads.

And

sees the pretty plants in flower.

MITCHELL

The cit\- mouse eats bread and cheese; The garden mouse eats what he can; We will not grudge him seeds and stalks, Poor

little

timid furry man. CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

Little Mouse in grav velvet. Have you had a cheese breakfast?

There are no crumbs on your coat. Did you use a napkin? I wonder what you had to eat. who dresses you in grav velvet? And HILDA CONKLINC

SOMETHING TOLD THE WILD GEESE Something told the wild geese It was time to go.

Though

the fields lay golden

Something whispered, "Snow." Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed.

But beneath warm feathers Something cautioned, "Frost." All the sagging orchards

Steamed with amber spice. But each wild breast stiffened At remembered ice. Something told the wild geese It was time to fly Summer sun was on their wings, Winter in their cry. R.\CHEL FIELD

THE WOODPECKER The woodpecker pecked out a little round hole And made him a house in the telephone pole. One day when I watched he poked out his head,

And he had on

When

a

hood and

a collar of red.

the streams of rain pour out of the sky,

And the sparkles of lightning go flashing by. And the big, big wheels of thunder roll, He can snuggle back in the telephone pole. ELIZABETH MADOX ROBERTS

SEA GULL The

sea gull curves his wings,

the sea gull turns his eyes.

Get dowm

into the water, fish! (

The

you are wise.

if

sea gull slants his wings,

the sea

ijull

turns his head.

Get deep into the water, fish or \ou 11 be dead.

I

(

ELIZABETH COATSWORTH

MRS. PECK-PIGEON Mrs. Peck-Pigeon Is

picking for bread,

Bob— bol3—bob Goes her httle round head Tame

as a pussycat

In the street,

Step

Go

— — step

her

little

\Mth her -\nd her

step

red

feet.

httle red feet

round head,

little

Mrs. Peck-Pigeon

Goes picking

for

ELEANOR FAR J EON

i^ nA

121

TREES Trees are the kindest things

know,

I

grow

The\' do no harm, they simply

And

spread a shad© .s5s*4lHJ||li^ for sleepy cows,

And

They

give us fruit

gather birds

among

their boughs.

in leaves above,

And wood

to

And

make our houses

leaves

And

'^fl^^

to

in the Spring

^.. ^^'^

of,

jjji

bum

j ,|J

^*^]f

^-^'-*

on Halloween,

new buds '^V^^

of green

I

They

are

first

To touch

They

when

day's

beams

the

of

begun morning sun.

are the last to hold the light

When

evening changes into night,

And when

a

moon

They hum

Of

a

floats

on the sky

drowsy lullaby

sleep v children long ago

Trees are the kindest things

.

I

.

know.

H.ARBY ,

122

.•«.

.

BEHN

SONG Elms are proud and cedars dark, poplars have silver leaf -shadowed bark,

aspens whisper, willows weep,

and

all

the tree toads

have gone to

sleep.

ELIZABETH COATS WORTH

THE BEECH TREE have a garden

I'd like to

W^ith a beech tree on the lawn;

The

little

birds that lived there

Would wake me up

And

in the

at

dawn.

summer weather

When

all

I'd sit

beneath the beech boughs

And

the leaves were green,

see the sky between. ROSE FYLEMAN

.....^^mWmMm

QUEEN ANNE'S LACE Queen Anne, Queen Anne, has washed her

lace

(She chose a summer's day)

And hung

in a grassy place

it

To whiten, Queen Anne, Queen Anne, has

And Then waked,

slept the

if

may.

it

left it there.

dewy

night;

to find the sunshine fair.

And

all

the

Queen Anne, Queen Anne,

meadows

white.

dead and gone (She died a summer's day). But left her lace to whiten on Each weed-entangled way! is

MARY

124

LESLIE NE\\TOX

NAMES Larkspur and HolKhock, Pink Rose and purple Stock,

Lo\elv smelling Mignonette, Lilies not quite

opened

yet,

Phlox the favorite of bees.

Bleeding Heart and Peonies Just their

names are nice

to say.

Softly,

On

a

summer's day.

DOROTHY- ALDIS

DANDELIONS Over the climbing meadows shadows float. These are the small gold buttons On earth's green, windv coat.

\\'here the swallow

FRANCES FROST

ALONE BY THE SURF

PALACE

There is no world sound Only stillness of stars,

A

Silence of sand,

^^'here

A

single shell,

Bv

the sliding o sea. LEILA KENDALL BRO^\^.

sea shell

a palace

many echoes dwell, And when I listen to them I know them all quite well. Thev are like the ocean's roar Where the sea shell buried deep Learns

And 126

is

why

spoola-

the sea

is

always

salt,

shadows creep. DOROTHY

^"EXA

JOHNSON

hymes of life at

home

"^

SO.O .o«

'^

^"-^

^^

wWW'i ^"'t our the ^S-"le pWox

^^ "' la duty

#

"°"''

«''«^'

courteo

catts.

tees

rmv

^^

,;«lP house.

.

u

,V,at

\ t>ad

''

r,

the moose,

.osc.o..^rr^2taa.-jiUeo--

Vds..nea«^^eVnWes^i,.U*eV«na^;,,,.„,

^•d sit

a"" \es

and

*e

s

^ir-«^\;Se,tTy^-^^^°"^^°'l--X^

this

tweeny

MOVING I like to

move. There's such a feehng

Of hurrying

V

and scurrying,

And such a feehng Of men with trunks and packing Of kitchen

clocks

and mother's

cases,

laces.

Dusters, dishes, books, and vases,

Toys and pans and candles. I

%^s^^^^^

always find things

I

An old brown Teddy stuflFed with cottoi Some croquet mallets without handles,

^V\\

A A

marble and my worn-out sandals, half an engine and a hat ...

And

I

like that.

watch the big vans backing. And the lumbering and the cumbering, And the hammering and the tacking.

Q>

w

I'd forgotten,

Q)^

1

I

like to

I

even

And I

like the

packingi

that will prove

like to

move!

EUNICE TIETJENS

m 7

^>i

"Inside the minor's

A

pretty good place,"

Said Father and looked, but

Only

saw

his face.

"We've hunted," sighed Mother, "As hard as

And

AM

I

we

could

so afraid that we've

Lost him for good."

Then

I

laughed out aloud wiggled my toes

And I And Father I

wonder

said if

—"Look,

W

dear,

\

those

"Toes could be Benny's.

There are ten of them. See?"

And

thev

Out

it

were

so surprised to find

was me! DOROTHY ALOIS

"SH" "Sh!" says Mother, "Sh!" says Father.

"Running Is

in

the hall

a very great bother.

"Mrs.

Grumpy Grundy, down below.

Who

lives

Will

come

First thing

up you know."

right

"Sh!" says Father,

"Sh!" says Mother.

"Can't you play a quiet

Of some kind

game

or other?" jANn:s

s.

TirrETT

155

fe

climbed up on the merr\ -so-round, .\nd it went round and round. I

I

climbed up on a bi^ brown horse.

And

it

went up and Around And up Around And up

I sat

and and and and

do\\"n.

round down. round down.

hi^h up

On a big brown horse And rode around On the merr^- go-round -And rode around

On I

the merr\--c[o-round

rode around

On

the nierr\ -go-round

.\round and round

And

round. DOROTHY W. B.\HtCH

157

«.

BEINQ

QYPSY

A

gypsy, a gNpsy,

Is

what

If e\"er I

I'd like to be,

could find one

Would change Rings on Earrings

Roush

his place

who with me.

mv fingers, in my ears,

shoes to roam the world For years and \ears and vears!

158

BAKER 1 11

I'll

he a baker and run a bakery shop. hake cookies and never-ever stop. "No, ma'am out of bread. .

Have Have

.

.

a laver cake instead!

cooky spread

a chocolate

with coconut on top. "I'll

bake pastrv

and put

all

the day long

maybe

in raisins that

"No, ma'am

.

.

.

don't belong.

not a bun.

Try a crustv pie for fun! I've sampled every one you can't go wrong."

.

.

.

be a baker as soon as I am grown. "A baker? mumbles Father, in a curious tone. "You ought to be a doctor Ill

"

or a law\'er or a chief or a banker or a broker,

but a BAKER

You ought

— good

grief!

want an office with a desk and telephone to

.

." .

But ILL be a baker for reasons of

my

own.

AILEEN FISHER

I'd listen to the stars, I'd listen to the I'd learn

The

A

dawn,

wind and and fawn.

the tunes of

talk of fox

rain.

gypsy, a gypsy!

To ramble and to roam For mavbe oh, A week or so And then I'd hie me home!

—

BARBARA YOUNG

159

»*

\

i

A

VISIT

FROM

ST.

NICHOLAS

TWAS the night before Christmas, when

all

through

the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,

The

Had

just settled

When I

our brains for a long winter's nap.

out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

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 luster 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. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came. And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! now. Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on. Dander and Blitzen!

To

the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, 161

when they meet with

an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers thev flew,

With the

And

sleigh full of toys,

then, in a twinkling,

I

and St. Nicholas too. heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A

bundle of toys he had flung on his back. And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes how they twinkled! his dimples how merry His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round bellv. That shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf. And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head. Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work. And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

—

And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle. And awav thev all flew like the down of a thistle. heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

But

I

CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE

162

SLIDING Down

We Round we

ride,

the slide

we

ride.

and then Up we pop

run,

To reach the top, Down we come again. MARCHETTE CHUTE

HOPPITY Christopher Robin goes

Hoppity, hoppity, Hoppity, hoppity, hop.

Whenever

him

tell

I

Politely to stop

it,

he

Says he can't possibly stop.

he stopped hopping, he couldn't go anywhere. Poor little Christopher Couldn't go anywhere That's why he always goes If

.

.

.

Hoppity, hoppity, Hoppity,

Hoppity,

Hop. A.

A.

MILNE

I

'i

KITE A

DAYS

kite, a sla-,

and a good

firm breeze.

And acres of ground awav from trees, And one hundred yards of clean, strong

O

boy,

O

boy!

I

string

call that Spring!

MAKK SAWYER 165

THE PICNIC We

brought a rug for sitting on. Our lunch was in a box. The sand was warm. We didn t wear

Hats or shoes or socks.

Waves came

We

waded.

curling It

was

up the beach.

fun.

Our sandwiches were I

dropped

my

different kinds.

jelly one.

THE PASTURE I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; I'll

onlv stop to rake the lea\"es

to watch the water clear, I may) be gone long. You come too.

(And wait I sha'n't

away

—

I'm going out to fetch the httle calf That's standing bv the mother. It totters I

sha'n't

when

she hcks

be gone long.

it

It's

so voung.

with her tongue.

—You

come

too.

ROBEBT FROST

166

Play on the seashore

SHORE

^"^

gather up shells,

Kneel in the damp sands Digging wells.

Run on the rocks Where the seaweed slips, Watch the waves And the beautiful ships. MARY BRITTON MILLER

:»^

^

ti •

V

V*

y Jl

-^

As^

•

drinking fountain ^^'hen

To It

I

climb up

get a drink.

work

doesn't

The way you'd I

turn

it

think.

up.

The water goes

And hits me right Upon the nose. I

turn

it

To make

And don Drink at

dox^Ti it

t

small get

anv

all.

MABCHETTE CHUTE

sprinkling Sometimes ^^'hen the

summer

in the

dav

is

hot

Daddv takes the garden hose And finds a shadv spot; Then he

calls

Looks

mv

at

me

over.

bare toes

And

savs, "\\'hv.

You

thirstv little rose!"

vou need sprinkhng

DOROTHY MASON PIERCE

mud Mud

is

verv nice to feel

All squish\"-squash

between the

toes

Id rather wade in wiaCTlv mud Than smell a \ello\v rose. \obod\' else but the roselmsh knows

How

nice

mud

Between the

feels

toes.

skating

POLLY CH_\SE BO\T)EN

^^'hen

I

tr\"

Skirting the rim

M\" feet are so warv

Of the

Thev

Swerving close

CTfit

And then

-^^

to skate.

and thev wate: I watch Marv

crackling sedge,

Easih" gliding,

To the poplar root. And round the lake

Like an ice

On

fair\

a single foot,

Skimming and curxing. Out and in. With a turn of her head,

^^'ith a three,

And And And

The Out

a

lift

of her chin.

a gleam of her eye.

and a spin; Sailincj under The breathless hush Of the willows, and back a twirl

To the Out to

frozen rush; the island

And round

the edge.

And a Where

I

and an

eight.

loop and a ring;

Mar\- glides.

lake will sing! in

the mist

hear her

now

I'nder the frost

Of the willow bough Easily sailing.

Light and fleet. With the song of the

Beneath her

lake

feet.

HERBEKT ASyilTH

169

the land of counterpane I was sick and la\- a-bed. had two pillows at m\" head,

\A'hen I

wings

and

luheels

And all mv tovs beside me lav To keep me happ\ aU the day.

And sometimes I

Ahoy and

We

ahov, birds!

cannot have wings

watched

mv

for

an hour or so

leaden soldiers go,

\\ith different uniforms and drills, Amoncr the bedclothes, throush the

hills:

-\nd feathers and things.

But dashing on wheels

\Mth the wind Is

at our heels

almost like fixing

Such

lov

birdsl

Oho and Oho, birds! Of course we can't rise

Up and up to the skies; But skimming and sliding On rollers, and ghding. Is

almost as

You know,

^—

170 ?^>

-^..i

Or brought

And I

planted

mv

and houses

trees

cities all

\vas the giant great

That

And

sits

upon the

and

still

pillow-hill.

sees before him, dale

The pleasant land

out.

about.

and

plain.

of counterpane.

ROBERT LOUIS STENXNSON joll\\

birds!

XAXCY BYRD TXTINER

V

And sometimes sent mv ships in fleets All up and down anions the sheets;

m

1*

leisure what

We

is

this life

full of care,

if,

have no time to stand and

5

stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No

time to see,

Where

No

time to see,

Streams

pass,

in

broad daylight,

full of stars, like stars at night.

No time to And watch No

when woods we

squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

turn at Beauty's glance,

her feet,

time to wait

till

how

they can dance.

her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A

poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and

stare.

4y ?=':

HALFWAY DOWN Halfway down the Is

stairs

a stair

Where

I

sit.

There isn't anv Other stair Quite hke It.

I'm not at the bottom,

I'm not at the top;

So

this

is

the stair

Where I

always Stop.

Halfway up the

stairs

Isn't up,

And It

isn't

down.

isn't in

the nursery.

It isn't in

the town.

funny thoughts And Run around mv head: all sorts of

"It isn't realh"

An\\vhere! It's

somewhere

else

Instead!" A.

A.

.MILNE

172

poems about pets

and

rownups

w^ W

THE MIIIIL STORE If I

had a hundred

Or maybe

a

dollars to spend.

more,

little

my

hurry as fast as

I'd

legs

would go

Straight to the animal store.

I

wouldn't say,

"How much

for this or that?'

"What kind of dog is he?" I'd buy as many as rolled an Or wagged a tail at me!

eye,

hound with the drooping That sits by himself alone; Cockers and Cairns and wobbly pups I'd take the

For I

to

be

my

very own.

might buy a parrot

And

the

ears

monkey

I

all

red and green.

saw

had a hundred dollars Or maybe a little more.

If I

before. to spend,

RACHEL FIELD

175

tr-^^^v

*-^ •%*s,.^^.

Jf

'I

//

>

w JL^^^f^

And

His nose is short and scrubby; His ears hang rather low; he always brings the stick back.

No

MY DOG

matter

how

far

you throw.

He

gets spanked rather often For things he shouldn't do, Like lying-on-beds, and barking.

And

eating

up shoes when

He

always wants to be going

Where he

He

they're new.

supposed to go. tracks up the house when it's snowing Oh, puppy, I love you so. isn't

MARCHETTE CHUTE

176

He He

and begs, he gives a paw, you can see. The finest dog you ever saw. sits is,

as

And he

He

belongs to me.

follows everywhere

And even when I

I

I

go

swim.

laugh because he thinks, vou know.

That

I

belong

to him.

no matter what

But

still

We

never have a

And

so

I

guess

That we belong .\RTHUR GUITERM,\N

it

we do

fuss;

must be true

to us.

CHUMS

i

Puppy And I

met a Man

We

as

I

I

went walking;

got talking,

Man and "Where

I.

are you going

(I said to the

"Down

to,

Man

as

Man?"

I

to the village, to get

some bread.

Will you come with me?" "No, not I

met

We

a Horse as

I

said

he went by). I."

went walking;

got talking.

Horse and

"Where

I.

you going to. Horse, today?" (I said to the Horse as he went by). "Down to the village to get some hay. Will you come with me?" "No, not I." I

met a

We

are

Woman

as

I

went walking;

got talking.

Woman

and

"Where

are

I.

you going

(I said to the

"Down

to.

Woman

Woman,

went by). some barley.

as she

to the village to get

Will you

so early?'

come with me?" "No, not

I."

'A \

1

I

met some Rabbits

We

I

went walking:

got talking.

Rabbits and

'Where (

I

I.

to the village to

Will vou

come with us?" "Xo, not

met a Pupp\

We

as

I

i

"77/

)

I."

went walking;

got talking,

Puppv and I. "Where are vou going

"Up

brown fur coats? went bv get some oats.

are vou going in vom"

said to the Rabbits as thev

"Down

I

as

this nice fine

dav?"

as he went by ) and plav." come with vou. Puppv, said I.

I

said to the

Pupp\

in the hills to roll

A.

A.

MILXE

FORGIVEN I

found a

And I

I

put him

beetle, so that Beetle was his name. him Alexander and he answered just the same. a match-box. and I kept him all the dav

little

called in

.

And Xannv let mv beetle out Yes. Xannv let mv beetle out She went and let m\ beetle out And Beetle ran awav.

.

—

She said she didnt mean it. and I never said she did. She said she wanted matches and she just took off the hd. She said that she was sorr\% but it s difficult to catch An excited sort of beetle \ou've mistaken for a match.

She said that she was sorrw and I realh mustn t mind. As there s lots and lots of beetles which she s certain we could

find, |

we looked alxjut the ^^den for the holes where beetles hid And we d get another match-box and write BEETLE on the hd.

If

We

which a beetle might be near. And we made the sort of noises which a beetle likes to hear. And I saw a kind of something, and I gave a sort of shout: "A l>eetle-house and -\le.xander Beetle coming out!"

went

to all the places

^\

was Alexander Beetle I m as certain as can be And he had a sort of look as if he thought it must be ME. And he had a sort of look as if he thought he ought to say: It

?

"Im

vers vers" sorr\- that

I

tried to run

awav."

And Xannv's \ er\ sorrs too for \ ou-know-what-she-did. And she's writing -\LEX_\XDER ver\ blackly on the hd. So Xan and Me are friends, because it s difficult to catch An excited Alexander vouVe mistaken for a match. MILXE

180

Then she

And

gets

up

stands on four

Long

stiflF

legs

And yawns some

more.

She shows her sharp teeth, She stretches her Hp, Her shoe of a tongue Turns up at the tip. Lifting herself

On

her delicate toes,

She arches her back As high as it goes.

She

lets herself

With

down

particular care,

And pads away With her 182

tail in

the

air.

MARY BRITTON MILLER

THE MYSTERIOUS CAT saw a proud, mvsterioiis cat, I saw a proud, mvsterious cat. Too proud to catch a mouse or rat I

Mew, mew, But catnip she would But catnip she would

And

I I

eat,

eat,

me^^^

and purr. and purr.

much prefer Mew, mew. mew.

goldfish she did

saw a saw a

— — 'twas cat cat

"tsvas

Who

but a dream, but a dream.

scorned the slave

that broucrht her Me\\-.

cream

mew. mew. Unless the slave were dressed in

stvle.

Unless the slave were dressed in

And knelt before her Mew. mew. mew.

all

Did Did Did Oh,

the while

vou e\er hear of a thing vou ever hear of a thing you ever hear of a thing what a proud mvsterious OK what a proud m\sterious Oh, what a proud mysterious

Mew

.

.

.

mew

.

.

.

st\le,

like that?

like that? like that? cat. cat.

cat.

mew. VACHEL

LI.NDSAY

183

everybody says Everybody says I

look just like

my

mother.

Evervhodv savs I'm the image of Aunt Bee Everybody says

My

nose

But

/

is

want

like

my

father's.

to look like

ME!

DOROTHY ALDIS

walking when Daddy Walks With Jean and me, We have a Lot of fun

Cause we

Walk As

can't

as fast

he,

Unless

we

Skip and

Run! I stretch,

And

My I

stretch legs so far,

nearly slip

And failBut how Does Daddy

daddy

Take such steps?

He At

doesn't stretch

When Daddy

all!

I

GRACE GLAUBITZ

like

He

it

shaves and

lets

me

stand and look,

better than a picture book.

pulls such lovely faces all the time

Like funny people

in a

pantomime. ROSE

FYLEMAN

dresses When my mother Her

dresses

hang

is

not there

so sadly

In the closet near the

stair.

For they are feeling badly.

They look

so straight

when

she

is

gone,

They're droopier and thinner;

They have

a kind of patient look

As though they needed dinner. DOHOTHY ALOIS

185

^.

^3

V

;?»

i

r i^

I

UNCLE FRANK It's

queer about

my

Uncle Frank,

He sits and figures in a bank, When he might keep a candy store A shining sign above the door. Or he might keep a big toy shop With things that fly and skip and hop With trailer trucks and things that crank, Instead of working in a bank. MONICA SHANNON

GREATY-GREAT GRANNIE My And

Greaty-great Grannie

is

terribly small

she smells just like a sachet.

She twinkles and she winkles And she s full of funny wrinkles But she always has a pretzel tucked away!

My I

Greaty-great Grannie

is

terribh' old.

guess she's as old as can be.

She teases and she squeezes

And

she sneezes funnv sneezes

But she always has a pretzel

just for

me!

LYSBETH BOYD BORIE

DOORBELLS You never know with

a doorbell

W^ho may be ringing it It may be Great-Aunt Cynthia To spend the day and knit; It may be a peddler with things to sell (I'll buy some when I'm older). Or the grocer's boy with his apron on

And a basket on his shoulder; It may be the old umbrella man Giving

his queer,

cracked

call.

Or a lady dressed in rusth With cardcase and parasol.

silk,

Doorbells are like a magic game.

Or the grab bag at a fair You never know when vou hear one

Who may

ring

be waiting there!

RACHEL FIELD

1

87

AT MRS. APPLEBY'S When It's J,

frost

is

shining on the trees,

spring at Mrs. Appleby's.

You smell it in the air before You step inside the kitchen

door.

Rows of scarlet flowers bloom From every window in the room. And funny little speckled fish Are swimming in a china dish.

A

tiny bird with yellow wings Just

sits

Outside It's

and

when

and sings and SINGS. is on the trees,

sings frost

spring at Mrs. Appleby's! ELIZABETH UPHAM

MCWEBB

MIGS

T.

a \er\- odd tliino; As odd as can ])e That \vliate\er Miss T. eats Turns into Miss T.; Porridge and apples. Mince, muffins, and mutton. It's

Jam, junket,

\ot It

junil^les

a rap. not a liutton

matters; the

moment

They're out of

Though shared

And

lier plate.

])\'

Miss Butcliei-

sour Mr. Bate;

Tinv and cheerful.

And

neat as can be.

Whatever Miss

T. eats

Turns into Miss T.

LIKE A

ME

crarbage

Who

man

rattles

and

is

a garbage

man

bang's the garbage can.

PS THE PROUD POLICEMAN proud Policeman With Inittons poHshed neat. He's pleased to put his hand up When vou want to cross the street. Bv davlight he protects vou; He protects vou through the dark, And he points the vva\' politely To the playground or the park. P's the

PHYLLIS MCGLNLEY

MY POLICEMAN He

alwavs standing there

is

At the corner of the Square;

He

very

is

And

and

bier

fine

his silver buttons shine.

and taxis do Everything he tells them to. All the carts

And

the

When

little

they pass him

Though

I

am not He and I I

errand bovs

seem

noise.

so very small

afraid at

all;

are friends,

And he always

make no

vou

see,

smiles at me.

ROSE FYXEM-\X

191

THE

MAN when And

summer's

in the city,

brick's a blaze of heat,

The Ice-Cream Man with

his httle cart

Goes trundhng down the

street.

Beneath his round umbrella, Oh, what a joyful sight, see

him fill the cones with mounds Of cooling brown or white: Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry.

Or

From

chilly things to drink

bottles full of frosty fizz.

Green, orange, white, or pink. His cart might be a flowerbed Of roses and sweet peas.

The way

the children cluster round

As thick 192

as honeybees.

RACHEL FIELD

K

|
T)

BTBOS JACKSON

WESTERN WAGONS They went with axe and rifle, when the trail was still to blaze, They went with wife and children, in the prairie-schooner days,

With banjo and with frying pan Susanna, don't you cry! For I'm off to California

"9

to get rich out there or die! i

We've broken land and cleared it, but we're tired of where we are. They say that wild Nebraska is a better place by far. There's gold in far Wyoming, There's black earth in loway,

So pack up the kids and blankets,

t^^^'^^WA

for we're

moving out today!

The cowards never started and the weak died on the

And

all

road,

across the continent

the endless campfires glowed.

We'd taken land and

— — by

settled

but a traveler passed And we're going West tomorrow

—

Lordy, never ash us why!

We're going West tomorrow, where the promises can't fail. O'er the

hills in legions,

boys,

and crowd the dusty trail! and freeze and suffer. and tame the lands. But we're going West tomorrow,

We shall starve We shall die,

with our fortune

in

our hands.

STEPHEN VINCENT BENKT

199

STOP-

Automobiles In

a

row Wait to go While the signal

TAXIS

says:

STOP Ho, for

taxis

green or blue, Bells ring

Hi, for taxis red,

They

roll

Ting-a-ling

along the Avenue

Red

Like spools of colored thread!

Green light's Horns blow! And the row

Jack-o' -Lantern yellow.

Orange

as the

moon.

Greener than the greenest grass Ever grew in June. Gaily striped or checked in squares.

Wheels

hght's gone!

that twinkle bright.

on!

Starts to

GO DOROTHY W. BARUCH

Don't you think tJiat taxis make A very pleasant sight? Taxis shiny in the rain.

Scudding through the snow. Taxis flashing back the sun Waiting in a row. Ho, for

taxis

red and green,

Hi, for taxis blue, I

wouldn't be a private car In sober black,

would you? RACHEL

FIF.LD

201

oMO Rumbling and rattly good green Bus are you going to carry us? Up the shiny lengths of Avenue Where lights keep company two by two; Where windows glitter with things to buy,

Where

And

churches hold their steeples high.

Round

the Circle and past the Park,

and shadowy, dim and dark. Over the asphalt and into the Drive Isn't it fun to be alive? Look to the left and the River's there With ships and whistles and freshened air; To the right more windows, row on row, Still

—

And everyone

like a picture

show,

where people play At being themselves by night and day, And never guess that they have us For audience in the good green Bus!

Or

little

stages

RACHEL FIELD

202

window, 'way up high, I hke to watch the cars go by. They look hke burnished beetles, black.

From

a city

That leave a httle muddy track Behind them as they slowly crawl. Sometimes they do not move at all But huddle close with hum and drone As though they feared to be alone. They grope their way through fog and night

With the golden

feelers of their light.

ROWENA BASTIN BENNETT

The

CITY STREETS

AND COUNTRY ROADS

city has streets

But the country has roads. In the countrv one meets Blue carts with their loads

Of sweet-smelling hay, And mangolds, and grain: Oh, take me away To the countrv again! In the citv one sees

Big trams rattle by. the breath of the chimneys That blot out the skv. And all down the pavements

And

StiflF

lamp-posts one sees

But the country has hedgerows,

The countrv has As sweet

as the

sun

In the countrv

Oh, take

To

trees.

is

rain:

me away

the country again! ELEANOR FARJEON

204

I

Mi///ti/nii////////>^ THE LITTLE LAND i;

When at home alone I sit, And am very tired of it, I have just to shut my eyes To go saihng through the skies To go saihng far away To the pleasant Land of Play. ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

LAUGHING SONG Come To

and be merrv, and join with me,

live

sing the sweet chorus of "Ha, ha, he!"

WILLIAM BLAKE

221

ii

%i

ii

CIRCLES The

draw with compasses Are suns and moons and circleses And rows of humptydumpasses Or anything in circuses things to

Like hippopotamusseses

And hoops and camels' humpasses And wheels on clownses busseses And fat old elephumpasses. /HARHY BEHN

1

THE VULTURE The Vulture

eats

And He

between

that's the

is

whv

very, very rarely feels

vou and I. his head is bald, growing thinner.

As well His eye

his meals.

reason

dull,

His neck

is

as

Oh! what a lesson for us

To only

all

eat at dinner! HILAIRE BELLOC

THE PURPLE

Saw a Purple Cow, I never Hope to See One; But I can Tell you. Anyhow I

HORSIES MAKE HORSIES

COW

never

I'd rather

See than Be One. GELETT BURGESS

make horsies And ants make ants. And elephants Make elephants. But bees make honey, Horsies

Isn't it

funny?

JOHN LEONARD BECKER

223

LIMERICKS There

Was an Old

Person of

Ware

There was an old person of \\'are, Who rode on the back of a bear; When thev said, "Does it trot?"

He

said: "Certainlv not,

It's

a

Moppsikon Floppsikon bear." ED^^ARr)

''S^:.

O

^

There

Was an Old Man

There was an old

Who

said, "It

Two Owls and

is

with a Beard

with a beard,

just as I feared!

a

Four Larks and a

Have aU

man

lear

Hen \A'ren

built their nests in

mv

beard.

EDWARD

LE-\R

Was

There

a

Young Maid

Who

There was a young maid who Can't If I

I

look in

give

I'm sure

my

my mind I

can do

You never can

ear with to

Said,

said,

my

"Why"

"Why

eye?

it,

it.

tell till

you

try."

EDWARD LEAR

ELETELEPHONY Once

there

Who

tried to use the telephant

No! no!

Who

I

was an elephant.

mean an elephone

tried to use the telephone

(Dear me! I am not certain quite That even now I've got it right.) Howe'er it was, he got his trunk Entangled in the telephunk; The more he tried to get it free. The louder buzzed the telephee (I fear I'd better drop the song Of elephop and telephong! 1.AUHA

K.

HKHAHnS

r

I

THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT The Owl and the Pussvcat went

to sea

In a beautiful pea-green boat.

They took some honey, and plentv of monev, \\'rapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above.

And "O

sang to a small guitar,

O

lovelv Pussy!

Pussv,

mv

\Miat a beautiful Pussv vou

You You

love,

are,

are.

are!

What

a beautiful Pussv %'ou are!"

Owl, "You elegant fowl! charmincrlv sweet vou sing! us be married! too long we have tarried:

Pussv said

How O let

But what

to the

shall

we do

for a ring?"

Thev sailed awav for a vear and a dav, To the land where the Bong-tree grows; And there in a wood a Piggv-wig stood, With a ring at the end of his nose. His nose. His nose.

With

a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig;, are vou willing to sell for one shillins: Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will." So the\" took it awav, and were married next dav B\" the Turke\ who lives on the hill. The\" dined on mince, and slices of quince, \\'hich the\' ate with a runcible spoon;

And hand

in

hand, on the edge of the sand.

They danced b\The moon. The moon, Thev danced bv

the light of the moon.

the light of the moon.

EDWARD LEAR

226

»

THE

MONKEYS AND THE

CROCODILE Fi\e

S\^"incrmg

1

monkeys

little

from a

tree;

Teasing Uncle Crocodile, Merr\- as can be.

swinging low,

Swinsfins: hi^h, Swincjino; left

and

rlCTht:

"Dear Uncle Crocodile,

Come and Five

little

take a bite I"

monkeys

Swincrino; in the air;

Heads up. Little

tails

do thev

up care.

S\Wngino; up. swinging down, Swingino; far and near:

"Poor Uncle Crocodile, Aren't \ou hun^rv. dear?"

Four

little

monke\s

Sitting in the tree;

Heads down, Drearv

as

tails

dowii,

can be.

\\'eeping loud, weeping low,

Cr\ing to each other: "Wicked Uncle Crocodile, To gobble up our brother!" L\UR.\

E.

RICHARDS

w 229

TwE/vT/ Tf^o^glB^ Twent\- froggies went to school

Down

beside a nishv pool.

Twentv

little

T\vent\-

\

coats of green,

ests all

white and clean.

"We must be in time." said they, "First we studv. then we plav. That is how we keep the rule, ^^"hen we froggies go to school." Master Bullfrog, brave and stem. Called his classes in their turn.

Taught them how Also

how

to leap

Taught them how

to

noblv

and

strive.

dive;

dodge a blow bad bovs throw Twenty- froggies grew up fast. Bullfrogs thev became at last;

From

to

the sticks that

Polished in a high degree.

As each froggie ought

to be.

Now thev sit on other logs. Teaching other httle frogs. F!GE

COOPER

7

.

^itSff,

*

«

V!'*?^/^^

3 X

®

*4

®o

nT

^:s^ ®,

®^

W

®

1^ \'

AND

MRS. SNIPKIN

MRS.

WOBBLECHIN

Skinnv Mrs. Snipkin,

\Mth her Sat

h\-

pipkin.

little

a-wamiing

the fireside

of her toes.

Fat Mrs. Wohblechin. \\ ith

Sat

her

doublechin.

little

hv the window a-cooling

of her nose.

one to that one. "OhI vou sillv fat one.

Sa\"s this

Will \"ou shut the

You re

freezing

Savs that one to

"Good

window down?

me t

to deathi

other one,

orracious.

how \ou

bother one!

There isn't air enough for me to draw m\ precious breath! Skinnv Mrs. Snipkin.

Took her

little

Threw

straight across the

it

pipkin.

room

as hard as she could throw; Hit Mrs. \\obblechin On her little doublechin

And

out of the

window

a-tumble she did go. L.AUR.\ E.

RICHARDS

u

)

JONATHAN BING Poor old Jonathan Bing \\'ent out in his

caniaee to visit the Kinji, But everyone pointed and said, "Look at thati Jonathan Bing has forgotten his hat!" (He'd forgotten his hat!)

Poor old Jonathan Bing \\'ent home and put on a new hat for the King, But b\ the palace a soldier said, "Hi!

You

can't see the King; you've forgotten \our tie!" (

He'd forgotten

his tie!

Poor old Jonathan Bing, He put on a l)eautiful tie for the King, But when he arrived, an Archbishop said, "Ho! You can't come to court in pajamas, nou know!" Poor old Jonathan Bing Went home and addressed a short note to the King: "If \()u please will excuse me, I won't come to tea; "

For home's the best place

for all

people

BEATRICE CUHTIS BHOW \

like

me! 245

O

the RaCT^^dv

Man! He works

fer Pa;

An he s the goodest man ever \ ou saw! He comes to our house e\erv dav. An' waters the horses, an feeds em hav:

—

An' he opens the shed an we all ist laugh When he dri\ es out our httle old wobble-l\ An' nen ef our hired ^irl sa\ s he can

—

THE

He

milks the

Ain

t

he a

cow

av^^ful

fer

Lizal^uth

good Ra^gedv

RacTCTedvl Ra2;ged\

RACGEDY

!

Ann Mani:"

Ra2;2;edv

Man!

—

the Ragged V Man he's ist so good He splits the kindlin an chops the wood; An nen he spades in our garden, too.

Whv,

MAN

An' does most things at boys can t do! He clumbed clean up in our big tree An' shooked a' apple do\^Ti fer me An nother n\ too, fer Lizabuth Ann

An' nother'n'. too, fer the Ragged\ Man Ain t he a awful kind Raggedv Man? Ragcredvl Ragcredxl

/, r_>-.«rfO*^

t'..

\

Raggedv Man!

calf;

—

All

the

—

Raggedy Man, he knows most rh\mes

An tells em, ef I be good, sometimes; Knows bout Giunts, an' Griffuns, an' Elves, An' the Squidgicum-Squees

'at

swallers therselves!

An wite by the pump in our pasture-lot. He showed me the hole at the Wunks is got, At lives 'wa\" deep in the ground, an' can Turn into me, er 'Lizabuth Ann! Er Ma, er Pa, er the Ragged v Ain

t

he a funny old Raggedy

Man Man

Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedv Man!

The Raggedy

Was makin'

a

Man

—one

little

time

Says, "\\'hen you're big like

Air

you

go' to

when he

bow-'n'-arrv fer me,

keep a

your Pa

is,

fine store like his

An' be a rich merchunt

—

an'

wear

fine clothes?

Er what air you go' to be, goodness knows An' nen he laughed at 'Lizabuth Ann, says, "

'M go' to be a Raggedy Man!be a nice Raggedy Man!" Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man

An'

I

Im

ist

go' to

JAMES UIIITCOMH

HIl.KV

Pirate

Don Durk of Dowdee

Ho,

for the Pirate

He was

Don Durk

of

Dowdeel

!

wicked as wicked could be. But. oh. he was perfectlv gorgeous to seel

The

as

Pirate

Don Durk

of

Dowdee.

I His conscience, of course, was as black as a bat. But he had a floppet^ plume on his hat

\nd when he went walking it jiggled /The plume of the Pirate Dowdee.

— like

that!

I

248

%:

was handsome and cut with a slash, And often as ever he twirled his mustache Deep down in the ocean the mermaids went splash. Because of Don Durk of Dowdee.

His coat

it

Dowdee had

Moreover,

a purple tattoo.

And stuck in his belt where he buckled it through Were a dagger, a dirk, and a squizzamaroo. For

was the

fierce

Pirate

Dowdee.

So fearful he was he would shoot at a puff. at sea when the weather grew rough He drank from a bottle and wrote on his cuff.

And always Did

Pirate

Don Durk

of

Dowdee.

Oh, he had a cutlass that swung at his thigh And he had a parrot called Pepperldn Pye, And a zigzaggy scar at the end of his eye

Had

Pirate

Don Durk

of

Dowdee.

He kept in a cavern, this buccaneer bold, A curious chest that was covered with mould. And all of his pockets were jingly with gold! Oh,

jing!

went the gold

of

Dowdee.

His conscience, of course, it was crook'd like a squash. But both of his boots made a slickery slosh. And he went through the world with a wonderful swash.

Did It's

His

Pirate

true he sins

Don Durk

was wicked

of

as

Dowdee.

wicked could be.

they outnumbered a hundred and three.

But, oh, he was perfectly gorgeous to see.

The

Pirate

Don Durk

of

Dowdee. MILDRED PLEW MEIGS

There was a

little

boy

And his name was Joe Tunney He had but one failing:

He

tiied to

He made In

all

be funny.

himself noticed

public places

Bv making loud noises And terrible faces.

One dav

He He

at the circus

down. stood up and tried To perfonn like a cIowti. wouldn't

sit

— The clown If

said, "All right,

\ou must jump and

Come out with And perform in

the

sing,

show

the ring."

So out ran \'oung Joe, Acting foolish and wild.

And everyone watched him But nobodv smiled.

The actors all watched him, The hand loudh* blared. In dignified silence

The animals

stared.

Thought poor

little

Joe,

Standing lonelv and small,

"Oh, what shall I do^ I'm not funnv at all!"

Then

the elephant spoke

In the elephant tongue, "I'll

help that boy out

After

all.

And he

he's so

lifted Joe

\\'ith his

young."

up

trunk in the

air

And with one

might\'

Put him back

in his chair.

The people

all

sweep

clapped

And the clowns cheered And he kept verv still For the

rest of the

for Joe,

show.

REBECCA MCCANN

THE CAVE BOY I

dreamed

was a

I

ca\ e

bov

-\nd li\ed in a cave,

A mammoth for mv saddle horse, A monkev for m\' slave. And through A-riding

When

A I

I

would

was once a cave boy.

I

was

a cave boy;

himted with a spear

The saber-toothed The prehistoric

A

go,

million vears a to.

dreamed I

the tree-fern forests I

tiger,

deer.

wolfskin for m\' dress I

thought

^^'hen

A

me

suit,

quite a beau,

was once a cave boy, miUion years ago. I

'

was a cave boy; My dinner was a hone. And how I had to fight for it. To get it for my own! W^e banged each other o'er the head, I

dreamed

And

I

oft

our blood did flow. once a cave boy,

When I was A milhon I

years ago.

dreamed I was a cave boy. The torches' smok\- hght

Shone on the dinner table, A pile of bones so white. I lapped some water from the spring, The easiest way, you know, When I was once a cave boy,

A I

million years ago.

dreamed

A

—but now

voice

is

in

my

I

am awake;

ear.

"Come out and have a game The sun is shining clear. We'll have

And

some doughnuts afterwards,

then a-swimming go!

I'm glad I'm not

A

of ball!

a.

cave boy,

million years ago!

LAUR.\ E. RICHARDS

^Sst.

•

I

I

ii

254

—

—

IDE SUGAR-PLUM TREE Have you ever heard

of the Sugar-Plum Tree? marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop Sea In the garden of Shut-Eye Town; The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet (As those who ha\'e tasted it sav) That good little children have only to eat Of that fruit to be happy next day. 'Tis a

would have

^^^hen you've got to the tree, vou

To capture The

a hard time

which I sing; no person could climb To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing! tree

But up

so

is

the fruit

tall

that

in that tree sits a chocolate cat.

And

dog prowls below And this is the way you contrive to get at Those sugar-plums tempting you so: a gingerbread

You say but the word

to that

gingerbread dog

And he barks with such terrible zest That the chocolate cat is at once all agog, As her swelling proportions attest. And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around From

And

this leafy

limb unto

that,

the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground

Hurrah

for that chocolate cat!

There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppennint canes, With stripings of scarlet and gold.

And \ou carr\- awav of the treasure that As much as your apron can hold! So come, little child, cuddle closer to me

rains

and gown. Sugar-Plum Tree

In your dainty white nightcap

And

I'll

rock you

away

to

that

In the garden of Shut-Eye

Town.

EUGENE FIELD

255

WYNKEN, BLYNKEN, AND NOD Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe

t

Sailed on a river of crystal light

I

Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring fish That

live in this beautiful sea;

Nets of

silver

Said

and gold have we!"

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod. moon laughed and sang a song. As they rocked in the wooden shoe. And the wind that sped them all night long

The

old

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The

little stars

That lived

"Now

were the herring

in that beautiful sea

wherever you wish Never afeard are we!"

cast your nets

So cried the

stars to the

Wynken, -

i!

256

//

fish

fishermen three:

—

All night loner their nets thev

threw

To the stars in the twinklino; foam Then down from the skies came the wooden

shoe,

Bringing the fishermen home;

'Twas all so prett\ a sail it seemed As if it could not be. And some folks thought Uvas a dream

Of

thcN"

d dreamed

sailing that beautiful sea

But

I

shall

name

%"ou the fishermen three:

\\'Miken,

Bhiiken. -\nd Xod.

WMiken and Bhiiken are tAvo little eves. And Xod is a little head. And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is

So shut

\

a

wee

one's trundle-bed.

our e\ es while mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be. And vou shall see the beautiful things As vou rock in the mist\' sea

Where

the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:

WMiken, BKiiken.

And Xod. EVGEVE FIELD

THE LITTLE HOUSE wood

In a oreat big

Theres the nicest

in a great

big tree

house that could possibh be

little

knocker on the tiny httle door. a tiny Httle carpet on the tiny little floor:

There's a tiny

And

Theres a

little

and a tiny Httle bed, piUow for a tiny weeny head;

little table,

tin\

.\nd a tin\ Httle

A tinv And a

blanket,

little

tin\-

water bottle

A tinv And a

tinv

(when

he's there).

In a

(

tiny Httle sheet,

hot

)

for tiny Httle feet.

Httle eiderdo\\Ti; a tiny Httle chair;

kettle for the owiier

little

larder theres a tin\ thermos bottle

tin%- little

For a

and a

greed)"

tin\- little

man who

kniows the

\\'oods of Pottle.

There's a tin\

And If \

a tiny

little

ou've got a

And you keep Perhaps

A

peg for a tiny little hat. dog and a tiny iimj cat.

little

little

there'll

tinv Httle

come

i

He

Or Or

is

ou

find a

pins upon the

)

:

crumpled

window

sheet. seat.

see the marks of tiny feet

You'll

know

it

him

see

extremely shy

if \

to live in

man.

You mav not ever But

house

spick and span.

it

the reason

whw

Kf^.

A

fairy

went a-marketing

She bought a Httle fish; She put it in a crystal bowl Upon a golden dish.

An hour she sat in wonderment And watched its silver gleam, And then she gently took it up And slipped it in a stream.

A

went a-marketing She bought a colored bird;

It

sang the sweetest,

fairy

shrillest

song

That ever she had heard. She sat beside the painted cage

And listened half the dav, And then she opened wide the door And let it flv away.

A

fairy went a-marketing She bought a winter gown All stitched about with gossamer And lined with thistledown.

She wore it all afternoon With prancing and delight, Then gave it to a little frog To keep him warm at night.

A

went a-marketing She bought a gentle mouse fairy

To take her tiny messages, To keep her tinv house. All

dav she kept

Pit-patting to

And

and

then she kissed

Thanked 260

its

it,

and

busy feet fro, its

let it

silken ears, go. HOSE

FYLEMAN

>»

m-

oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho! As the hght-hearted fairy? heigh ho, Heigh ho! He dances and sings To the sound of his wings. With a hey and a heigh and a ho!

THE LIGHT-HEARTED Oh, who is so merry, so airy, heigh ho! As the hght-hearted fairy? heigh ho. Heigh ho! His nectar he sips

From With

FAIRY

the primroses' hps.

a hey

and a heigh and a ho!

Oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho! As the hght-hearted fairy? heigh ho! Heigh ho! The night is his noon And his smi is the moon. With a hey and a heigh and a ho! AUTHOR UNKNOWN

\

THE BEST GAME TUC rLAY Ht HAIDirC hAIKItb DIAV ;

I

l|SS0K5ffl!5

•.

The best game the fairies play. The best game of all, is shding down steeples— ^^" ^"°^^ they're very tall You fly to the weathercock, '^"^ when you hear it crow You fold your wings and clutch your )

^

And

then

They have

let go!

,

.

a million other

„ _

games

Cloud-catching's one.

And mud-mixing Is

after rain

heaps and heaps of fun;

But when you go and stay with them Never mind the rest. Take my ad\ ice they're very nice. But steeple-sliding's best! ,

—

fUtSffs'

ROSE FYLEMAN

things

overheard on a saltmarsh \ymph, nymph, what Green glass, goblin. Give them me.

are your beads:

Whv

do you

stare at

them^

No.

Give them me. Give them me. No.

Then

will

I

Lie in the Goblin,

They

howl

night in the reeds.

all

mud and howl

why do you

love

for them.

them so?

are better than stars or water.

Better than voices of winds that sing,

Better than anv man's fair daughter.

Your green Hush,

Give

I

me

glass

stole

beads on a

them out

your beads,

I

silver ring.

of the

moon.

desire them.

No. I

will

howl

in a

deep lagoon

For your green glass beads, Give them me. Give them.

I

love

them

so

No. HABOLD MONRO

I

I

mot

a

little

man, once,

Elf

Down where the lilies asked him why he was so And whv he didn't

tl^0

blow. small,

little elf

grow.

He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. "I'm quite as big for me,

said he,

"

"As you are big for you!" JOHN KENDRICK BANGS

flip plf '

Under a toadstool crept a wee Elf Out of the rain to shelter himself. Under the

cinf^y^nil^P

^^^ ^

^^^S

toadstool,

Dormouse

Trembled the wee Fearing to

To

fly

sound asleep, all in

a heap.

and yet

Elf, frightened,

away

the next shelter

lest

he get wet.

—maybe

a mile!

Sudden the wee Elf smiled a wee

Tugged

till

Holding

it

smile.

the toadstool toppled in two.

over him, gaily he flew.

Soon he was safe home, dry as could be. Soon woke the Dormouse "Good gracious me!

—

"Where

—And

is

my

that's

toadstool?" loud he lamented

how

umbrellas

first

were invented. OI.UKK

liKKIOItl)

265

^^^:

te*C.-.-

SOME ONE Some one came knocking At

my

wee, small door;

Some one came knocking, I'm sure

— sure—

I listened,

sure;

opened,

I

and right. But nought there was a-stirring I

looked to

In the

still

left

dark night;

Only the busy beetle Tap-tapping in the wall, Onlv from the forest

The screech-owl's call. Only the cricket whistling While the dewdrops So At

I

know

all,

at

not

all,

fall.

who came

at

all.

WALTER DE LA MARE

knocking.

ore

about

everyday things

TOASTER TIME Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick Toast up a sandwich quick quick quick

Hamwich Jamwich Lick

lick lick!

Tick tick tick tick tick tick

—Stop!

pop:

CHOOSING which wiD you

ha\ e. a ball or a cake?

A cake is so nice, yes,

that's

what

111 take.

Which will you

have, a cake or a cat?

A cat is so soft,

I

Which will vou

have, a cat or a rose?

think 111 take that.

A rose is so sweet Which will you

A book fuU

111

have that

I

suppose.

have, a rose or a book?

of pictures?

—oh, do

let

me look!

FlF\XOB FARJEOX

268

THE CLOCK The

IX

THE HALL

clock in the hall

it strikes the hour whether it's sunshine, snow, or shower.

And when

it is

fixe-

past-nine each da\% it

as

looks if

down on me

to sav:

"Rain or sunshine! sunshine or rain!

5USAXXA SIMPSON LATE AGALX:"

IS

269

.

FERRY-BOATS Ch er the ri\ er, 0\er the ba\% Fern-boats travel

Even

da%

Most of the people

Crowd

to the side

Just to enjov

Their fem-boat ride. JAMES

S.

TIPPETT

BRIDGES I like to

look for bridcres

E\ en^vhere

I ^o.

^^'here the cars ^o o\"er

With w ater down below. Standins:

b^ the

railings

watch the \% ater slide Smoothl\ under to the dark,

I

And out

the other side. BBODA BACVfFISTER

271

272

— RUDOLPH IS TIRED OF THE CITY These buildings are too close I'd like to PUSH away.

to

me.

I'd like to live in the country.

And

spread

I'd like to

my

arms

spread

my

all

day.

breath out, too

As farmers' sons and daughters I'd

do.

tend the cows and chickens.

do the other chores. Then, all the hours left I'd

A-SPREADING

I'd

go

out-of-doors.

GWENDOLYN BROOKS

273

^'J^-^'-Z

^-^

^^:

y

W

•n^ Ac

ENGINE wonder

if

the engine

That dashes down the track Ever has a single thought Of how it can get back. With fifty cars behind it

And each I

wonder

car loaded if it

I

guess

It trusts I

guess

it

full,

ever thinks

How hard it has

to pull.

trusts the fireman;

the engineer; it

knows the switchman

Will keep the tracks clear. JAMES

274

*

%

.^:i

y

I

.4e

S.

TIPPETT

Clickety-clack,

Wheels on the This

SONG OF THE TRAIN

is

the

track,

wav

They begin

the attack:

Chck-ety-clack, Chck-ety-clack,

Chck-ety, clack-ety.

Chck-ety Clack.

Clickety-clack,

Oxer the

crack,

Faster and faster

The song

of the track:

Clickety-clack, Clickety-clack, Clickety, clackety,

Clackety Clack.

Riding in

Riding

front,

in back,

Everyone hears

The song

of the track:

Clickety-clack, Clickety-clack, Clickety, clickety,

Clackety Clack. DAVID

MC CORD

THE MERRY-GO-ROUND The mern-go-round whirls round and round in a giant circle

on the ground.

And

the horses run an excitins; race while the \\ind blows music in \our face. Then the whole world spras to a colored tune but the ride is o\"er much too soon. M-i"RA

276

COHX LTVINGSTOK

—

—

—

—

THE SWING How

do you

Up

like to

go up in a swing.

in the air so blue?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!

THE LITTLE

JUMPING GIRLS

—

—

Jump u mp u mp Jump a\va\' From this town into The next, today. j

Jump jump jump Jump over the moon; Jump all the morning And all the noon.

—

in the air

Till I

and o\er the

wall,

can see so wide,

Rivers and trees and cattle and

all

Over the countryside

j

—

—

Up

—

down on

look

Till I

the garden green,

Down on the roof so brown Up in the air I go flying again. Up in the air and down! ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON'

Jum p u m p ump Jump all night; j

j

Won't our mothers Be in a fright?

SWIMMING \\'hen

—

Jump

jump

Over the \\"hat

We

—

jump

sea;

wonderful wonders

And I

all

the days are hot and long

robin bird has ceased his song,

go swimming every day the finest kind of play.

And have

shall see. I've learned to di\ e

—

jum p

—

jump

Jump Jump far away; And all come home Some other day.

KATE GREENAWAY

As I

and

I

can

float

easily as does a boat;

.splash

Till

It's

For

and plunge and laugh and shout

Daddy

much I

tells

me

to

come

out.

too soon; I'd like to cry

can see the ducks go

b\'.

—

And Daddv Duck how I love him He lets his children swim and swim! I

feel that

If

I

I

would be

in

luck

could only be a duck! CLINTON SCOLLAKD

277

WHEN

I'M

AN ASTRONAUT

W^hen I'm myself, It's "1, 2,

I

3,"

count

As l\e been taught. But in my Space suit "3 \j, 2 ^,

1" J.,

Says the astronaut. LELAND

278

B.

JACOBS

1

BUMP ON MY KNEE Look

at the terrible

bump

on my knee ( I thought I was playing carefully, but the wheel turned round and I suddenly found myself on the ground

FIVE It

CHANTS

(First part)

doesn't hurt terribly

but

I

think

would like you to paint I

it

Every time Every time Every time I

a

I

climb a tree

scrape a leg

beautiful

Or

pink!

And MYRA COHN LIVINGSTON

I

climb a tree climb a tree

I

skin a knee

every time

I

climb a tree

I find some ants Or dodge a bee

And

get the ants

All over

me

And every time I climb a Where have you been? They say to me But don't they know that Every time I like it

To

I

tree

I

am

free

climb a tree?

best

spot a nest

That has an egg

Or mavbe

And

then

The other But I

three

I

skin

leg

e\'ery time I

climb a tree

see a lot of things to see

Swallows rooftops and

And

all

TV

the fields and farms there be

Everv time

I

climb a tree

Though climbing may be good

for ants

awfully good for pants But still it's pretty good for me Everv time I climb a tree It isn't

DAVID

280

MC CORD

VERN \\hen

\valkins[ in a tin\ rain

Across the

A pup's If

a

%

acant

lot.

a good companion

pup \ou ve

got.

And when \ ou ve had a scold. And no one loves \ ou \ er\ And vou cannot be merr\-,

A pup

vou look at hiin. And e\ en let vou hold His little wicTglv wannness

And

will let

let

vou snuggle downi Ijeside. tears you have to hide

Xor mock the

GWEXDOL'k~N- BBOOK>

J.

m^m^ '/

282

/

/^

RUBBER BOOTS Little boots

,#// rl

Tra\

On r

and big boots,

elincT tocrether

the shin\- sidewalks.

In the rain\" weather.

I

and big boots. must be fun

Little boots

>

Oh,

To

it

splash the silver raindrops

About \ on as \ ou run. Or scatter bits of rainbow Beneath the April sun!

/ ,

/

Big boots and

Far below

I

so vei\" quick

couldn't have been quicker.

It

should ha\"e brought m\- hat along, I

M\ I

should ha\ e brou2;ht hair

is

wet,

couldn

I fell

t

into a

But

this

mv

mv

slicker.

feet are wet,

be much wetter. er once

ri\

is

e\

boots,

You know how it feels To ha\ e the white clouds

SPRING RAIN The storm came up

little

en better. MAHCHETTE CHVTE

And

it is

\

drifting

our heels;

dizzv pleasure.

Along the wav to school. To walk the lacv tree tops That lie in e\ cr\- pool. Little boots

How \()u

and big boots. like to putter

In c\ er\ slender streamlet

That scampers down

tlie

gutter!

HOWENA UAMIV HKVNKTT

283

WASHING \Miat

is all

I

this

washing about,

week From getting up

in,

week out?

till

2;oing to bed,

E\"erv da\\

I'm tired of hearing the same thing said. ^^'hethe^ I'm dirt\- or whether I'm not,

\\hether the water

cold or hot,

is

whether I don't \\'hether I will or whether I won't "Ha\ e \ ou washed vour hands, and washed vour face? I seem to live in the washing-place. \\'hether

I

like or

\\"hene\"er I ^o for a

As soon

as

The door \\'ith a

I

put

m\

walk or

ride,

nose inside

some one there sponge and soap, and a lot the\" care again, there's

ha\e somethins; better to do, "Now wash \ our face and \our fingers If I

Before a meal

And It's

is

after e\"er a

too.

ever begun.

meal

is

done.

time to turn on the waterspout.

Please,

what

f-s

all this

washing about? JOHN DRIXK\VATER

284

rayers

salm 100 Make

a joyful noise unto the Lord,

all

ye lands.

Serve the Lord with gladness:

Come

before His presence with singing.

Know ye that the Lord He is God: It is He that hath made us, and not we

We

are His people,

and the sheep

ourselves;

of His pasture.

/""'^

Enter into His gates with thanksgiving. And into His courts with praise: Be thankful unto Him, and bless His name.

For the Lord His mercy

And

is

is

good;

everlasting;

His truth endureth to

all

generations.

THE BIBLE

286

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ESPERS Boy kneels at the foot of the bed. Droops on the little hands little gold head. Hushl Hush! Whisper who dares! Little

Christopher Robin

God

bless

Wasn't

it

is

Mummy.

saying his prayers.

know

I

that's right.

fun in the bath tonight?

The

cold's so cold,

Oh!

God

bless

and the

Daddy

—

I

hot's so hot.

quite forgot.

open my fingers a little bit more, can see Nanny's dressing gown on the door.

If I I

It's

Oh!

a beautiful blue, but

God

Mine has

bless

it

hasn't a hood.

Nanny and make her good.

a hood,

and

I

lie in

bed.

And pull the hood right over my head, And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small, And nobody knows that I'm there at all. Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day. the other I had to say? so what can it be? I said, "Bless Daddy, Oh! Now I remember it. God bless Me.

And what was

"

Little

Boy kneels

at the foot of the bed.

Droops on the little hands little gold head. Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares! Christopher Robin is saying his prayers. A.

A.

MII.NI-:

293

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THE LITTLE BIRD

•

.

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Dear God, I

don't

know how

to

pray by myself

verv well,

but will You please protect

my

little

nest from

wind and

dew on the many seeds in mv way. Make Your blue verv high,

Put a great deal of

Your branches lissom; let Your kind light stay

rain?

flowers,

late in the sky

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304

The King was in his counting house counting out his money; The Queen was in her parlor, eating bread and honey; The maid was in the garden, hanging out the clothes, Down came a blackbird and snapped oflF her nose.

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that '11

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a billy goat.

that billy goat gets bony, '11

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that poiu' runs away,

Ta-ra-ra-ra-boom-de-av.

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Snow!

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Moon Song

Marv CaroKii Day Before April, Tlie Drums of the Rain

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Policeman Seighbor, Tlie .... October

268

Country Roads

Field,

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Sea

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A

Mice

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Good Sight

Jonathan Joys

Eduina

240

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132

262 193

Fairy Went A-Marketing,

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Fallis,

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Best 126

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Seven Blackbirds

Sun, The

Brown, Beatrice Ciutis Jonathan Bine Brown, Leila Kendall Alone by tlie Surf Bro«-n. Margaret Wise

RhMne

Old Gaelic Lullaby

Mare, Walter

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la

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Miss

Brooks. CwendoljTi

Rudolph

Davies, William Henry Leisure

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198

Jackson, Lerov F.

Hippity

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279

a

235

.

Milne.

Johnson, Dorothy \'ena Palace Jones, J. Morris

To

126 117

a Firefly

Mav

Justus,

87

Winds A-Blouing

78

Sunrise

Lambert, Clara, Lucy Sprague

and Elsa

City's

Is

213

an Old Man uith a Beard There Was an Old Per-

Was

224

son of Ware Leathan, Mrs. E. Rutter Thattk You

224

288

Lindsay, Vachel E.xplanation of the

Grasshopper,

An

116 115

....

The

Mysterious Cat, The Link, Lenore

Monro, Harold Overheard on a Saltmarsh Moore, Clement Clarke Visit from St. Xicho-

97

A

las,

Pumpkin-Eater Put the Kettle

Autumn Song

62

.

250

Five Chants (First part) 280 275 Song of the Train 74 This Is My Rock Mc-Ginley, Phyllis

the Escalator P's the Proud Policeman McKay, Lois Weakley

215

7s

Sight

.

'

Mc\\'ebb. Elizabeth Upham At Mrs. Appleby's Meigs, Mildred Plew

Don Durk Doudee

191

188

Pirate

248

Merriam, Eve

Time

Edna St. Vincent Afternoon on a Hill ....

268

Millay,

81

Miller. Marv- Britton

182

167

The

.

.

28 43

Ride a Cockhorse Ring-Around-a-Rosy .... Rock-a-bye, Baby Simple Simon Sing a Song of Sixpence Sunshiny Shower, A There Was a

Was

.

12

14 11

40 44 48

.

.

Man

41

160

Thirty White Horses .... 77ii.s Is the Way the

136

Three

128

To Market, To Market

an

Woman

38 25 12

30

Little Kittens

41

Tucker Two Cats of Kilkenny Wee Willie Winkie What Arc Little Boys Made Of?

10

Wind

.

.

.

.

32

21

19

the East

48

33

Sat on

24 20

Bo-Peep

Little

Boy Blue

Little

Miss Muffet

Little

Sancy

Little

Robin Redbreast

Etticoat ... .

March Winds Mary, Mary

Skyscraper Is a City's

Mother Goose

Saw

/

Rflin,

9

Wind

49 Doth Blow, The Old Chairs to Mend' ... 51 42 Old King Cole 46 Old Mother Hubbard Old Woman in the Shoe, 38 The Once I Saw a Little Bird 34 .

Misty, Moisty

48

My 16

213

Old Rhyme

41

26 28 29 25 34 48

House

Newton. Mar\' Leslie Queen Anne's Lace .... 124 .North, Jessica Nelson 153 Three Guests

15

21

.

Elsa, Clara Lambert, and Lucv Sprague Mitchell

35

44

Morning One, Two, Buckle Shoe

in

44 36 50

Xaumburg,

48

Hen

Little

One

of Hearts,

There

51

]ack and ] ill ]ack Be Simble ]ack Sprat

Xorth

44

36

Quite Contrary 77

.

264

33

.

a Wall

McCann, Rebecca Little Joe Tunney McCord. DaNid

Queen

.

25 .

Cock-a-Doodle-Doo

Humpty Dumpty

38

On

Tommy

to St. Ives Baa, Baa, Black Sheep Barber, Barber Bye, Baby Bunting

Black

13

13

Pusstjcat, Pussycat

Mother Goose As I Was Going

My

16

Ladies Ride

Morlcv, Christopher Animal Crackers Song for a Little House

Hot Cross Buns

Elizabeth-EDen

.

Polly,

Old

Doctor Foster Georgy Porgy Hey, Diddle, Diddle ... Higgjedy Piggledy,

.

Sliding

Cat .'. Shore

56 293

Crooked

Dumpling

.

Toaster

Peter, Peter,

213

106

M\xa Cohn Bump on My Knee .... 280 276 Merry-Go-Round, The

of

164 178

Lucv Sprague House of the Mouse, The 119 Mitchell, Lucy Sprague, Clara Lambert, and Elsa Naum-

Diddle, Diddle,

LiNingston,

E

10

Mitchell,

183

M.

Holding Hands

Lonsj.

172

1

House

House

Little Turtle,

Halfuay Down Hoppity Puppy and I Spring Morning

180

Skyscraper Is a City's a

Lear, Edward Otcl and the 226 Pussycat, The There Was a Young Maid Who Said, -Why" ... 225

There

152

burg

Naumburg Skyscraper

Goose (continued) One, Two, Three, Four, Five Pat-a-Cake Pease Porridge Hot

Nf other

A.

Vespers

Kosmak. Katharine

Mitchell,

.\.

End. The Forgiven Furry Bear

Pierce,

238 a Ship A-Sailing. 91 Rain, Go .Away ... .

Dorothv Mason 169

Sprinkling

Prayer

Dear Lord,

for These Three Things I Pray

Father of .Ml For the Sight For This Sew

.

.

292

288 291

Morning

Rands. William Brightv World, The ....'. Richards, L;iura E. Cave Boy, The

Elctclcphony Jacky Frost Mrs. Snipkin and Mrs. Wohhlechin

Monkeys and the Crocodile, The

291

218 252 225 96 244

229

313

Richards, Laura E. comamed Umbrella Brigade, The .

Shprman, Fiank Dempster 93

.

James Wlutcomb

Rile)-.

Madox

Mumps The

109 120

Woodpecker, The RoImiisoii,

Breai^ast

117 147

Shoot

An

.... 145

Rossetti, Qui&liiia

The and the Garden Mouse, The

117

CaterpSIar, City Mouse

60 59

Time

L

Stiles,

Fog

100

^faIk Kite Days

165

Sweeps

to Rise

143

Boats?

.

.

277

My Bed

148

Seegmiller, WilheliDiiia

As White as MMk

25

ShamMHi, Monica Country Trucks L'nde Frank

Wrfles, Winifred

143

Dogs and WeaAer

.'

F:l

AH Thfou^

Maps

196

Arihnal Store,

April

As

I

.

(

...

.

142

Beech Tiw. The (Rose Fyteman) Being G\p>\ Barbara Yoimg)

.

145

Best

81

Kendall Broum )

Christopher

.

.

M

.

h

66

Upham McWebb)

•nily

Aun^ Autu

Dicldnson

(

Moth.

for

Goat (Zhertyc Barber, Barber {MciJ^-

Came

.

the Fairies Play,

1

Fyleman)

262

Bigger (DoroUty Brown Thompaou

112

Time (James Stephens) Bridges [Rhoda Bacmeister) ^Vy Aldir'^ Broam
a\-s

158 233

The (Cfcritfina Rossetti) Cave Boy. The ( Laura E. Richards) a^etk (James Stephens)

.

.

'

'r

Barefoot

25

.

Eli=abeth-EB-

Baa, Baa, Black Sheep

—-:sic

\

Robert Louii .

306 136

25

(

(

"

126

75

Field

White as MiDc Wilhelmina Seegmiller) At Mrs- Appleb\'s

.\s

314

.

St Ives Mother Goose >

to

^oonv. Barbara Being Gypsy Road Fellows

this index if yxn knovt- onh- the title of the poem. The .\u*bor Index wiD be found oo page SIX and the Fust Line Index on page 318.

Scro Teasdale)

Was Coins

217 216

Lie

''

Ibe (Rachd

150

A

Elf,

112

(Ldlabu

the .\:-'t

'.

Tdepapih, The

66 76 66

(Rose -

139

W%-nne, Annette Letter Is a Gypsy

77

Bigger

.^j

Alone bv the S

SmeUs

103

Fdmmy

205 187

y-

.Animal Crackers

62

\^ ortli, Kalliiyn

Utde Star Teasdale, Sara April Falling Star, The raod^gfo Thooqisoii, Donidiy Bnnm

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