Willie Winkie's Nursery Songs of Scotland

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Marianne Cabot Devereaux Silsbee
Ticknor and Fields, 1859 - Nursery rhymes - 94 pages
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Page 1 - Tirlin' at the window, cryin' at the lock, "Are the weans in their bed? — for it's now ten o'clock.
Page 37 - They'd make your mother sad. To shield the weakly from the strong, Be neither slow nor slack, And aye to all such usage give As you would like to take. A kindly word, a soothing look, Have ready aye for all ; We are one Maker's handiwork, He made us — great and small — We're all the children of His care ; Oh, then, for His dear sake, Be sure such usage still to give As you would like to take.
Page 10 - s thinking upon nothing ; Like many mighty men. A wee thing makes us think, A small thing makes us stare, — There are more folks than him Building castles in the air. Such a night in winter May well make him cold ; His chin upon his chubby hand Will soou make him old.
Page 15 - DO not fear the doctor ; He comes to make you well, To nurse you like a tender flower, And pleasant tales to tell ; He brings the bloom back to your cheek, The blithe blink to your eye, An 't were not for the doctor, My bonnie bairn might die.
Page 11 - Building castles in the air. Such a night in winter May well make him cold ; His chin upon his chubby hand "Will soon make him old. His brow is smooth and broad, — Oh pray that busy care Would let the wean alone With his castles in the air...
Page 70 - Oh, blessings on my darlings all! They're dear as summer's shine; My heart runs o'er with happiness To think that they are mine ! At evening, morning, every hour, I've an unchanging prayer, That Heaven would my bairnies bless, — My hope, my joy, my care. I've gear enough, I've gear enough, I've bonnie bairnies three; Their welfare is a mine of wealth, Their love a crown to
Page 8 - You'll not learn your lesson by crying, my man, You'll never come at it by crying, my man; Not a word can you spy For the tear in your eye; Then set your heart to it, for surely you can.
Page 69 - The boatie rows" I'VE gear enough ! I've gear enough ! I've bonnie bairnies three ; Their welfare is a mine o' wealth, Their love a crown to me. The joys, the dear delights they bring, I'm sure I wadna tyne Though a...
Page 85 - But there are more touches of genuine pathos, more felicities of idiomatic expression, more happy poetical images, and above all, more sweet and engaging pictures of what is peculiar in the depth, softness, and thoughtfulness of our Scotch domestic affections in this extraordinary little volume than I have met within anything like the same compass since the days of Burns.
Page 8 - If you like your lesson, it's sure to like you; The words then so glibly would jump into view, Each one "to its place All the others would chase, Till the laddie would wonder how clever he grew You'll cry till you make yourself stupid and...

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