The Water-babies: A Fairy Tale for a Land-baby (Google eBook)

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Macmillan and Company, 1895 - Animal welfare - 268 pages
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The adventures of Tom, a sooty little chimney sweep with a great longing to be clean, who is stolen by fairies and turned into a water baby.
  

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Review: The Water Babies

User Review  - Trina - Goodreads

This is an.. interesting, if kind of bizarre children's book. Again, it's written quite awhile ago (1909 I think?), so it's from a very different time period. Long story short: Chimney Sweep gets ... Read full review

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User Review  - Joselito Honestly and Brilliantly - Goodreads

I read somewhere, I don't remember when, that chimney sweeps (those who go inside chimneys to clean them, usually small boys) would often die of cancer due to their over-exposure to soot and poor ... Read full review

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Page 210 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Page 46 - AND is there care in heaven? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move? There is: else much more wretched were the case Of men than beasts : but O the exceeding grace Of Highest God!
Page 79 - WHEN all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen ; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away ; Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.
Page 174 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Page 44 - Strong and free, strong and free. The floodgates are open, away to the sea. Free and strong, free and strong. Cleansing my streams as I hurry along To the golden sands, and the leaping bar. And the taintless tide that awaits me afar. As I lose myself in the infinite main. Like a soul that has sinned and is pardoned again. Undefiled, for the undefiled; Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child.
Page 207 - ONCE had a sweet little doll, dears, The prettiest doll in the world ; Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears, And her hair was so charmingly curled. But I lost my poor little doll, dears, As I played...
Page 128 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art ; Close up these barren leaves ; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.
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Page 44 - Dank and foul, dank and foul, By the smoky town in its murky cowl; Foul and dank, foul and dank, By wharf and sewer and slimy bank...

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