Love-songs of ChildhoodC. Scribner's Sons, 1894 - 111 pàgines |
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aboard for Shut-Eye ain't amfalula tree babe he goeth baby BALLAD BENCH-LEGGED FYCE Booh breezes they blow Buena Park calico cat calico mare charming Sissy Knott Chinese plate Chirp and chirp Cometh Lady Button-Eyes cow-boys cradle cried cuddle cunnin dance dimpled Dinkey-Bird is singing doll dolly dorgs EUGENE FIELD eyes FIDDLE-DEE-DEE Fisherman Jim Fly-Away Horse fore Christmas gingham goin Good-Children street gran'ma gran'pa laughs hear heart Heigh-ho high and swing hills Injun JEST FORE CHRISTMAS jine kiss LITTLE ALL-ALONEY little Googly-Goo little Luddy-Dud LITTLE MISS BRAG Little-Oh-Dear LOVE-SONGS OF CHILDHOOD mamma never NIGHT WIND old Dutch clock play pretty r-r-rat-tat-tat red drum rich little lady RIDE TO BUMPVILLE Robbie James ROCK-A-BY LADY say I love SEEIN Shut-Eye Town SHUT-EYE TRAIN sick em singeth sleep soldier Stork sweetest Swing high swing low things at night tum-titty-um-tum-tum WALLER LOT Willie Clow yonder Yoooooooo
Passatges populars
Pàgina 33 - I'm only telling you What the old Dutch clock declares is true!) The Chinese plate looked very blue, And wailed, "Oh, dear! what shall we do!
Pàgina 96 - I say my prayers again! Gran'ma tells me that's the only way to make it right When a feller has been wicked an
Pàgina 2 - And lo ! thick and fast the other dreams come Of pop-guns that bang, and tin tops that hum, And a trumpet that bloweth. And dollies peep out of those wee, little dreams, With laughter and singing ; And boats go a-floating on silvery streams, And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams, And up, up, and up, where the Mother Moon beams, The fairies go winging.
Pàgina 94 - I'm pretty brave, I guess ; an' yet I hate to go to bed, For, when I'm tucked up warm an' snug an' when my prayers are said, Mother tells me "Happy dreams!" and takes away the light. An' leaves me lyin' all alone an' seein
Pàgina 32 - The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; Twas half past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t'other had slept a wink! The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate Appeared to know as sure as fate There was going to be a terrible spat. (I wasn't there: I simply state What was told to me by the Chinese plate!) The gingham dog went, "Bow-wow-wow!" And the calico cat replied, "Mee-ow!
Pàgina 95 - An' father sent me up to bed without a bite to eat, I woke up in the dark an...
Pàgina 1 - THE Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street , Comes stealing; comes creeping; The poppies they hang from her head to her feet, And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet — • She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet, When she findeth you sleeping! "BOOH!" 269 There is one little dream of a beautiful drum — "Rub-a-dub!
Pàgina 7 - That when the night went wailing so, Somebody had been bad; And then, when I was snug in bed, Whither I had been sent, With the blankets pulled up round my head, I'd think of what my mother'd said, And wonder what boy she meant! And "Who's been bad to-day?
Pàgina 13 - Sport he hangs around, so solemn-like an' still, His eyes they keep a-sayin': "What's the matter, little Bill?" The old cat sneaks down off her perch an' wonders what's become Of them two enemies of hern that used to make things hum! But I am so perlite an' 'tend so earnestly to biz, That Mother says to Father: "How improved our Willie is!" But Father, havin' been a boy hisself, suspicions me When, jest 'fore Christmas, I'm as good as I kin be!
Pàgina 86 - d like to sleep where I used to sleep When I was a boy, a little boy! For in at the lattice the moon would peep, Bringing her tide of dreams to sweep The crosses and griefs of the years away From the heart that is weary and faint to-day; And those dreams should give me back again A peace I have never known since then — When I was a boy, a little boy!