A tale of a nest. By the author of 'Aunt Annie's stories'.

E.P. Dutton, 1872 - 192 ページ


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159 ページ - Come up, come up, for the world is fair, Where the merry leaves dance in the summer air!" And the birds below give back the cry, " We come, we come, to the branches high...
159 ページ - They have left their nests in the forest bough, Those homes of delight they need not now; , And the young and the old they wander out, And traverse their green world round about : And hark ! at the top of this leafy hall, How one to the other they lovingly call ; " Come up, come up !" they seem to say, " Where the topmost twigs in the breezes sway ! " Come up, come up, for the world is fair, Where the merry leaves dance in the summer air...
61 ページ - WHEN day declining sheds a milder gleam, What time the May-fly haunts the pool or stream When the still owl skims round the grassy mead, What time the timorous hare limps forth to feed : Then be the time to steal adow.n the vale, And listen to the vagrant cuckoo's tale ; To hear the clamorous curlew * call his mate, Or the soft quail his tender pain relate ; To see the swallow sweep the...
1 ページ - Winter is cold-hearted, Spring is yea and nay, Autumn is a weathercock Blown every way: Summer days for me When every leaf is on its tree; When Robin's not a beggar, And Jenny Wren's a bride, And larks hang singing, singing, singing, Over the wheat-fields wide, And anchored lilies ride, And the pendulum spider Swings from side to side, And blue-black beetles transact business, And gnats fly in a host, And furry caterpillars hasten That no time be lost, And moths grow fat and thrive, And ladybirds...
90 ページ - Rockabye 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, cradle and all.