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THE BLIND BOY
by Colley Cibber
 
O say, what is that thing called light,
Which I can ne'er enjoy?
What is the blessing of the sight?
O tell your poor blind boy!

You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Then make it day or night?

My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me 'twere always day.

With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I may bear
A loss I ne'er know.

Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy;
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.


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BUTTERCUPS AND DAISIES
by Mary Howitt
 
Buttercups and daisies-
Oh the pretty flowers,
Coming ere the springtime
To tell of sunny hours.
While the trees are leafless,
While the fields are bare,
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.

Ere the snowdrop peepeth,
Ere the croscus bold,
Ere the early primrose
Opes its paly gold,
Somewhere on a sunny bank
Buttercups are bright;
Somewhere 'mong the frozen grass
Peeps the daisy white.

Little hardy flowers
Like to children poor,
Playing in their sturdy health
By their mother's door:
Purple with the north wind,
Yet alert and bold;
Fearing not and caring not,
Though they be a-cold.

What to them is weather!
What are stormy showers!
Buttercups and daisies
Are these human flowers!
He who gave them hardship
And a life of care,
Gave them likewise hardy strength,
And patient hearts, to bear.

Welcome yellow buttercups,
Welcome daisies white,
Ye are in my spirit
Visioned, a delight!
Coming ere the springtime
Of sunny hours to tell-
Speaking to our hearts of Him
Who do'eth all things well.


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THE CANARY
by Elizabeth Turner

Mary had a little bird,
With feathers bright and yellow,
Slender legs-upon my word,
He was a pretty fellow!

Sweetest notes he always sung,
Which much delighted Mary;
Often where his cage was hung,
She sat to hear Canary.

Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds
She carried to him daily,
Seeking for the early weeds,
She decked his palace gaily.

This, my little readers, learn,
And ever practice duly;
Songs and smiles of love return
To friends who love you truly.



CATERPILLAR
by Christina Rossetti
 
Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly.


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THE LITTLE ELF-MAN
By John Kendrick Bangs

I met a little Elf-man once
Down where the lilies blow.
I asked him why he was so small,
And, why he didn't grow.

He slightly frowned, and with his eye
He looked me through and through.
'I'm just as big for me,' said he,
'As you are big for you!'


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THE HAPPIEST!
by Anonymous

Mother gives me love and care.
Father shows me how to fare.

Friends give me joy and fun.
Uncles buy me toys that run.

Granny tells me tales at night.
Brother spares his bike and kite.

Sister plays some tricks that please.
Teachers help me learn with ease.

I am the happiest you can see.
To have them all here with me


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A CHILD'S EVENING PRAYER
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
 
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
God grant me grace my prayers to say:
O God! preserve my mother dear
In strength and health for many a year;
And, O! preserve my father too,
And may I pay him reverence due;
And may I my best thoughts employ
To be my parents' hope and joy;
And O! preserve my brothers both
From evil doings and from sloth,
And may we always love each other
Our friends, our father, and our mother:
And still, O Lord, to me impart
An innocent and grateful heart,
That after my great sleep I may
Awake to thy eternal day! Amen


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SUNNING
By James Sterling Tippett

Old Dog lay in the summer sun
Much too lazy to rise and run.

He flapped an ear at a buzzing fly.
He winked a half-opened sleepy eye.

He scratched himself on an itching spot,
As he dozed on the porch where the sun was hot.

He whimpered a bit from force of habit
While he lazily dreamed of chasing a rabbit.

But Old Dog happily lay in the sun
Much too lazy to rise and run.


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ROBIN
by Anonymous

Robin sang sweetly
When the days were bright:
'Thanks, thanks for summer,'
He sang with all his might.

Robin sang sweetly,
In the autumn days,
'There are fruits for everyone;
Let all give praise.'

In the cold and wintry weather,
Still hear his song:
'Somebody must sing,' said Robin
'Or winter will seem long.'

When the spring came back again,
He sang, 'I told you so!
Keep on singing through the winter
It will always go.'


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LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER
By Thomas Campbell


A Chieftain, to the highlands bound,
Cries, "Boatman, do not tarry!
And I'll give thee a silver pound
To row us o'er the ferry!"-

"Now, who be ye, would cross Lochgyle,
This dark and stormy weather?"
"0, I'm the chief of Ulva's isle,
And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. -

"And fast before her father's men
Three days we've fled together,
For should he find us in the glen,
My blood would stain the heather.

"His horsemen hard behind us ride;
Should they our steps discover,
Then who will cheer my bonny bride
When they have slain her lover?" -

Out spoke the hardy Highland wight,
"I'll go, my chief- I'm ready:
It is not for your silver bright,
But for your winsome lady:

"And by my word! the bonny bird
In danger shall not tarry;
So, though the waves are raging white,
I’ll row you o'er the ferry."

By this the storm grew loud apace,
The water-wraith was shrieking;
And in the scowl of heaven each face
Grew dark as they were speaking.

But still as wilder blew the wind,
And as the night grew drearer,
Adown the glen rode armed men,
Their trampling sounded nearer.

"0 haste thee, haste!" the lady cries,
''Though tempests round us gather;
I'll meet the raging of the skies,
But not an angry father."

The boat has left a stormy land,
A stormy sea before her, --
When, O! too strong for human hand,
The tempest gather'd o'er her.

And still they row'd amidst the roar
Of waters fast prevailing:
Lord Ullin reach’d that fatal shore,
His wrath was changed to wailing.

For, sore dismay'd through storm and shade,
His child he did discover: --
One lovely hand she stretch'd for aid,
And one was round her lover.

"Come back! Come back!" he cried in grief
"Across this stormy water:
And I'll forgive your highland chief,
My daughter! - 0 my daughter!"

'Twas vain: the loud waves lash'd the shore,
Return or aid preventing:
The water wild went o'er his child,
And he was left lamenting.




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