The Book of Joyous ChildrenA collection of poems, songs, and the odd short play, concerning children, holidays, food, parents, animals, and other subjects of childhood. |
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a-ho-winky-too a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho a-laughin A-MARCHIN A'nty ain't alluz Autumn shakes bees Billy and Buddy bird bofe Book of Joyous BOY KNOWS cheep-cheep CHILD-SAGAS childern CHORUS CHEERS CHRIS'MUS-DAY CHRISTMAS MEMORY clo'es coram dago den-an-a-ho DREAM-MARCH DROVE TO HARMONY FIND THE FAVORITE FOOL-YOUNGENS go the children goes to sleep Gracie hear HEARTH BESIDE Here's Hik-tee-dik Igo and Ago Iram Jamesy John Wesley Joyous Children katydids ketch kindly country laugh little carbine rifle Little Lady little-est look Maltese cats mother-fox Mowg Mowg's night OLD BOB WHITE Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze OLD TREE SAYS Old-Bob orchard Parunts PLAYED SHOW PORE purt'-nigh QUEEN Summer RACING SCHOOL-GIRL rhyme ring round SESSION WITH UNCLE shakes the rambo-tree SLACK-ROPE smile Soldier SONGS AFTER MASTER-SINGERS Spring or Fall stoven Summer or Winter sweet tell thataway this-here UNCLE SIDNEY warm Winter or Spring wite wunst WUZ THE BEST YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY YOUNG FOXES
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Page 16 - cross-lots home through the dusk so deep. — But no boy knows when he goes to sleep. 0 I have followed me, o'er and o'er, From the flagrant drowse on the parlor-floor, To the pleading voice of the mother when 1 even doubted I heard it then — To the sense of a kiss, and a moonlit room, And dewy odors of locust-bloom — A sweet white cot — and a cricket's cheep. — But no boy knows when he goes to sleep; HIS PA'S ROMANCE AL 'at I ever want to be Is ist to be a man like Pa When he wuz young an...
Page 43 - QUEEN SUMMER or Winter or Spring or Fall,— Which do you like the best of all ? LITTLE JASPER When I'm dressed warm as warm can be, And with boots, to go Through the deepest snow, Winter-time is the time for me...
Page 175 - Man /~^\THE night was dark and the night was late, ^^ And the robbers came to rob him; And they picked the locks of his palace-gate, The robbers that came to rob him— They picked the locks of his palace-gate, Seized his jewels and gems of state, His coffers of gold and his priceless plate,— The robbers that came to rob him. But loud laughed he in the morning red!— For of what had the robbers robbed him?— Ho! hidden safe, as he slept in bed, When the robbers came to rob him,— They robbed...
Page 160 - OLD Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze Lives 'way up in the leaves o' trees. An' wunst I slipped up-stairs to play In Aunty's room, while she 'uz away; An' I clumbed up in her cushion-chair An' ist peeked out o' the winder there; An' there I saw — wite out in the trees — Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum- Wheeze!
Page 44 - Summer-time's my special choice. QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,—* Which do you like the best of all ? LITTLE EDITH Apples of ruby, and pears of gold, And grapes of blue That the bee stings through. — Fall — it is all that my heart can hold...
Page 127 - That caught and stuck on the horns of the moon, And he hung up there till next day noon — When all at once he exclaimed, "Hoot-toot!
Page 15 - THERE are many things that boys may know — • Why this and that are thus and so, — Who made the world in the dark and lit The great sun up to lighten it : Boys know new things every day — When they study, or when they play, — When they idle, or sow and reap — But no boy knows when he goes to sleep. Boys who listen — or should, at least, — May know that the round old earth rolls East ;— And know that the ice and the snow and the rain — Ever repeating their parts again — Are all...
Page 39 - II And a little girl once kept so still That she heard a fly on the window-sill Whisper and say to a ladybird, — "She's the stilliest child I ever heard.
Page 43 - MILDRED I like blossoms, and birds that sing; The grass and the dew, And the sunshine, too, — So, best of all I like the Spring.
Page 16 - ... thirst, And pour again till the low streams leap. — But no boy knows when he goes* to sleep. A boy may know what a long, glad while It has been to him since the dawn's first smile, When forth he fared in the realm divine Of brook-laced woodland and spun-sunshine; — He may know each call of his truant mates, And the paths they went, — and the pasture-gates Of the 'cross-lots home through the dusk so deep. — But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.
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A Buying Guide for Elementary School Libraries: With an Appended List of ... University of Michigan No preview available - 1932 |