The Wind Has Such A Rainy Sound
The wind has such a rainy sound
Moaning through the town,
The sea has such a windy sound, -
Will the ships go down?
The apples in the orchard
Tumble from their tree. -
Oh will the ships go down, go down,
In the windy sea?
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Brown And Furry
Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly.
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Three Little Children
Three little children
On the wide wide earth,
Motherless children -
Cared for from their birth
By tender angels.
Three little children
On the wide wide sea,
Motherless children -
Safe as safe can be
With guardian angels.
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Is The Moon Tired? She Looks So Pale
Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
Within her misty veil:
She scales the sky from east to west,
And takes no rest.
Before the coming of the night
The moon shows papery white;
Before the dawning of the day
She fades away.
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Margaret Has A Milking-Pail
Margaret has a milking-pail,
And she rises early;
Thomas has a threshing-flail,
And he's up betimes.
Sometimes crossing through the grass
Where the dew lies pearly,
They say ‘Good morrow’ as they pass
By the leafy limes.
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All The Bells Were Ringing
All the bells were ringing
And all the birds were singing,
When Molly sat down crying
For her broken doll:
O you silly Moll!
Sobbing and sighing
For a broken doll,
When all the bells are ringing
And all the birds are singing.
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If The Moon Came From Heaven
If the moon came from heaven,
Talking all the way,
What could she have to tell us,
And what could she say?
‘I've seen a hundred pretty things,
And seen a hundred gay;
But only think: I peep by night
And do not peep by day!’
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A Motherless Soft Lambkin
A motherless soft lambkin
Along upon a hill;
No mother's fleece to shelter him
And wrap him from the cold: -
I'll run to him and comfort him,
I'll fetch him, that I will;
I'll care for him and feed him
Until he's strong and bold.
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An Emerald Is As Green As Grass
An emerald is as green as grass;
A ruby red as blood;
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;
A flint lies in the mud.
A diamond is a brilliant stone,
To catch the world's desire;
An opal holds a fiery spark;
But a flint holds fire.
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The Summer Nights Are Short
The summer nights are short
Where northern days are long:
For hours and hours lark after lark
Trills out his song.
The summer days are short
Where southern nights are long:
Yet short the night when nightingales
Trill out their song.
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