Cocked his shining eye and said:
‘Ain’t you ‘shamed, you sleepy-head!’
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When at home alone I sit
I have just to shut my eyesTo go sailing through the skies–To go sailing far awayTo the pleasant Land of Play;To the fairy land afarWhere the Little People are;Where the clover-tops are trees,And the rain-pools are the seas,And the leaves, like little ships,Sail about on tiny trips;And above the Daisy treeThrough the grasses,High o’erhead the…
I have a hoard of treasure in my breast;
Full of my bygone lifetime’s garnered store –Old pleasures crowned with sorrow for a zest,Old sorrow grown a joy, old penance blest,Chastened remembrance of the sins of yoreThat, like a new evangel, more and moreSupports our halting will toward the best.Ah! what to us the barren after yearsMay bring of joy or sorrow, who can…
Down by a shining water well
No higher than my head.The heather and the gorse aboutIn summer bloom were coming out,Some yellow and some red.I called the little pool a sea;The little hills were big to me;For I am very small.I made a boat, I made a town,I searched the caverns up and down,And named them one and all.And all about…
The gardener does not love to talk,
And when he puts his tools away,He locks the door and takes the key.Away behind the currant rowWhere no one else but cook may go,Far in the plots, I see him digOld and serious, brown and big.He digs the flowers, green, red and blue,Nor wishes to be spoken to.He digs the flowers and cuts the…
YOU looked so tempting in the pew,
My trembling fingers played with yoursAs both looked out the Psalm.Your heart beat hard against my arm,My foot to yours was set,Your loosened ringlet burned my cheekWhenever they two met.O little, little we hearkened, dear,And little, little cared,Although the parson sermonised,The congregation stared.
THE wind blew shrill and smart,
Again to go a-sailing o’er the sea,To hear the cordage moanAnd the straining timbers groan,And to see the flying pennon lie a-lee.O sailor of the fleet,It is time to stir the feet!It’s time to man the dingy and to row!It’s lay your hand in mineAnd it’s empty down the wine,And it’s drain a health to…