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• Rain on the Roof

  When the humid shadows hover
  Over all the starry spheres,
  And the melancholy darkness …

  Coates Kinney

• Whittling

  A National Portrait
  THE YANKEE boy, before he ’s sent to school,
  Well knows the mysteries of that magic tool, …

  John Pierpont

• The Old Oaken Bucket

  How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,
  When fond recollection presents them to view!
  The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, …

  Samuel Woodworth

• The Old Arm-Chair

  I Love it, I love it! and who shall dare
  To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
  I ’ve treasured it long as a sainted prize, …

  Eliza Cook

• A Parable

  Between the sandhills and the sea
  A narrow strip of silver sand,
  Whereon a little maid doth stand, …

  Mathilde Blind

• Choosing a Name

  I Have got a new-born sister;
  I was nigh the first that kissed her.
  When the nursing-woman brought her …

  Mary Lamb

• “What does little birdie say?”

  From “Sea Dreams”
  WHAT does little birdie say
  In her nest at peep of day? …

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

• Go Sleep, ma Honey

  Whipp’will ’s singin’ to de moon,—
  Go sleep, ma honey, m—m.
  He sing a pow’ful mo’nful tune, …

  Edward D. Barker

• No Baby in the House

  No baby in the house, I know,
  ’T is far too nice and clean.
  No toys, by careless fingers strewn, …

  Clara G. Dolliver

• A Dutch Lullaby

  Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
  Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
  Sailed on a river of misty light …

  Eugene Field

• Half-Waking

  I Thought it was the little bed
  I slept in long ago;
  A straight white curtain at the head, …

  William Allingham

• Twinkle, Twinkle

  Twinkle, twinkle, little star;
  How I wonder what you are!
  Up above the world so high, …

  Anonymous

• Pretty Cow

  Thank you, pretty cow, that made
  Pleasant milk to soak my bread,
  Every day and every night, …

  Jane Taylor

• The Three Little Kittens

  (a Cat’s Tale, with Additions)
  THREE little kittens lost their mittens;
  And they began to cry, …

  Eliza Lee Follen

• 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 …

  Robert Louis Stevenson

• “How doth the little busy bee”

  How doth the little busy bee
  Improve each shining hour,
  And gather honey all the day …

  Isaac Watts

• Try Again

  ’t Is a lesson you should heed,
  Try, try, try again;
  If at first you don’t succeed, …

  Anonymous

• Good Night and Good Morning

  A Fair little girl sat under a tree
  Sewing as long as her eyes could see;
  Then smoothed her work and folded it right, …

  Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton

• The Spider and the Fly

  “will you walk into my parlor?” said the spider to the fly;
  “’T is the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.
  The way into my parlor is up a winding stair, …

  Mary Howitt

• Thread and Song

  Sweeter and sweeter,
  Soft and low,
  Neat little nymph, …

  John Williamson Palmer

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