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Inscribed to a Dear Child:In Memory of Golden Summer HoursAnd Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task,Eager she wields her spade: yet loves as wellRest on a friendly knee, intent to askThe tale he…
“Sister, sister, go to bed!Go and rest your weary head.”Thus the prudent brother said. “Do you want a battered hide,Or scratches to your face applied?”Thus his sister calm replied. “Sister, do not raise my wrath.I’d make you into mutton brothAs…
AY, ’twas here, on this spot,In that summer of yore,Atalanta did notVote my presence a bore,Nor reply to my tenderest talk “She hadheard all that nonsense before.” She’d the brooch I had boughtAnd the necklace and sash on,And her heart,…
Little maidens, when you lookOn this little story-book,Reading with attentive eyeIts enticing history,Never think that hours of playAre your only HOLIDAY,And that in a HOUSE of joyLessons serve but to annoy:If in any HOUSE you findChildren of a gentle mind,Each…
And cannot pleasures, while they last,Be actual unless, when past,They leave us shuddering and aghast,With anguish smarting?And cannot friends be firm and fast,And yet bear parting? And must I then, at Friendship’s call,Calmly resign the little all(Trifling, I grant, it…
A Mother’s breast:Safe refuge from her childish fears,From childish troubles, childish tears,Mists that enshroud her dawning years!see how in sleep she seems to singA voiceless psalm—an offeringRaised, to the glory of her KingIn Love: for Love is Rest. A Darling’s…
Five little girls of Five, Four, Three, Two, One:Rolling on the hearthrug, full of tricks and fun.Five rosy girls, in years from Ten to Six:Sitting down to lessons—no more time for tricks. Five growing girls, from Fifteen to Eleven:Music, Drawing,…
Fit the First The Landing”Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care;Supporting each man on the top of the tide By a finger entwined in his hair.”Just the place for a Snark!…
(To the Misses Drury)”Maidens! if you love the tale, If you love the Snark,Need I urge you, spread the sail,Now, while freshly blows the gale, In your ocean-barque!”English Maidens love renown, Enterprise, and fuss!”Laughingly those Maidens frown;Laughingly, with eyes cast…
“Are you deaf, Father William!” the young man said,“Did you hear what I told you just now?“Excuse me for shouting! Don’t waggle your head“Like a blundering, sleepy old cow!“A little maid dwelling in Wallington Town,“Is my friend, so I beg…