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Page 19 - Answer to a Child's Question Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove, The Linnet and Thrush say, "I love and I love!" In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, 5 And singing, and loving — all come back together.
Page 63 - WINDY NIGHTS WHENEVER the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about ? Whenever the trees are crying aloud, And ships are tossed at sea, By, on the highway, low and loud, By at the gallop goes he. By at the gallop he goes, and then By he comes back at the gallop again.
Page 126 - Whistling with reeds on the broad river banks ; Puffing the birds, as they sat on the spray, Or the traveller grave on the king's highway. It was not too nice to bustle the bags Of the beggar, and flutter his dirty rags.
Page 88 - What a marvel of power am I! With my breath, Good faith! I blew her to death — First blew her away right out of the sky — Then blew her in; what strength have I!
Page 115 - For Summer's nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun! Our thrushes now are silent, — Our swallows flown away, — But Robin's here in coat of brown, And scarlet breast-knot gay. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! Robin sings so sweetly In the falling of the year. Bright yellow, red, and orange, The leaves come down in hosts; The trees are Indian princes, But soon they'll turn to ghosts...
Page 83 - The Elf and the Dormouse Under a toadstool Crept a wee Elf, Out of the rain, To shelter himself. Under the toadstool Sound asleep, Sat a big Dormouse All in a heap. Trembled the wee Elf, Frightened, and yet Fearing to fly away Lest he get wet. To the next shelter — Maybe a mile ! Sudden the wee Elf Smiled a wee smile, Tugged till the toadstool Toppled in two. Holding it over him, Gayly he flew. Soon he was safe home, Dry as could be. Soon woke the Dormouse — " Good gracious me ! *' Where is my...
Page 118 - No, leave them alone Till the blossoms have grown," Prayed the Tree, while he trembled from rootlet to crown. The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung; "Shall I take them away?
Page 19 - I love and I love !" In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong ; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving — all come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love, The green fields below him, the blue sky above, That he sings, and he sings ; and forever sings he, "I love my Love, and my Love loves me !
Page 85 - I will blow you out; You stare In the air Like a ghost in a chair, Always looking what I am about — I hate to be watched; I'll blow you out.