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THE LAND OF NOD.

Baby lies in her arms and spies
All his world in the mother's eyes.

What are the tales the mother tells?
Of gems and jewels and silver bells;
Baby lies in her arms and spies

All his wealth in the mother's eyes.

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What are the thoughts in the mother's mind?
Of the gentle Saviour, loving and kind ;
Baby lies in her arms and spies
All his heaven in the mother's eyes.

THE LAND OF NOD.

From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad

Afar into the land of Nod.

All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do -
All alone beside the streams

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And up the mountain sides of dreams.

The strangest things are there for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad,
Till morning in the land of Nod.

Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.

PROVERBS AND POPULAR SAYINGS.

A lass that has many wooers oft fares the

worst.

A lazy sheep thinks its wool heavy.

A little leak will sink a great ship.

A living dog is better than a dead lion.

A man of words, and not of deeds, is like a garden full of weeds.

A man's house is his castle.

A miss is as good as a mile.

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A rolling stone will gather no moss.
A small spark makes a great fire.

A stitch in time saves nine.

A tree is known by its fruit.

When I was a little boy, I lived by myself,
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon

the shelf;

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The rats and the mice did lead me such a life,
I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.

The streets were so broad, and the lanes were so

narrow,

I could not get my wife home without a wheelbarrow;

The wheelbarrow broke, my wife got a fall, Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all.

Where are you going, my pretty maid? "I'm going a-milking, sir," she said. May I go with you, my pretty maid ? "You're kindly welcome, sir," she said. What is your father, my pretty maid? My father's a farmer, sir," she said.

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Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid? "Yes, if you please, kind sir," she said.

Will you be constant, my pretty maid? "That I can't promise you, sir," she said. Then I won't marry you, my pretty maid! "Nobody asked you, sir!" she said.

Who killed Cock Robin?

"I," said the Sparrow,
"With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin."

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"With my spade and showl [shovel], And I'll dig his grave."

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RHYMES.

Who'll carry him to the grave? "I," said the Kite,

"If 't is not in the night, And I'll carry him to his grave."

Who'll carry the link?

"I," said the Linnet,

"I'll fetch it in a minute, And I'll carry the link."

Who 'll be the chief mourner?

"I," said the Dove,

"I mourn for my

love,

And I'll be chief mourner."

Who 'll bear the pall?

"We," said the Wren,

Both the cock and the hen, "And we'll bear the pall."

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