THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH by Longfellow

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The most popular of American poets. Born at Portland, Maine, 1807; died at Cambridge, Massachusetts, 1882. Under a spreading chestnut tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he,…

THE BROOK by Alfred Tennyson

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Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) I come from haunts of coot and hern: I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down the valley; By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip…

THE FAIRIES OF THE CALDON LOW A MIDSUMMER LEGEND

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By Mary Howitt 1804-1888 "And where have you been, my Mary', And where have you been from me ?" "I've been to the top of the Caldon Low, The midsummer-night to see." "And what did…

A LOBSTER QUADRILLE by LEWIS CARROLL

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Part of Carroll's book "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland." "Will you walk a little faster ?" said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail. See how…

Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson

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Robert Lewis Balfour Stevenson (1850– 1894) THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay To keep me happy…

SUPPOSE! by PHOEBE CARY

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by PHOEBE CARY Suppose, my little lady, Your doll should break her head, Could you make 'it whole by crying Till your eyes and nose are red ? And wouldn't it be pleasanter To treat…

THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT

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By EDWARD LEAR The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to…

LITTLE BELL by Thomas Westwood

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Thomas Westwood (1814- 1888) Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray, "Pretty maid, slow wandering this way, What's your name ?" quoth he. "What's your name? It surely must be told, Pretty maid with showery…

NURSERY RHYMES

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HUSH-A-BYE, baby, on the tree-top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all. **** Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradie is…

THE MAN IN THE MOON

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JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Said the Raggedy Man on a hot afternoon, "My! Sakes ! What a lot o' mistakes Some little folks makes on the Man in the Moon! But people that's been up to…