. Poems my children love best of all . e,This lad to cure him of his ways,Was sent to spend some dismal days Within the county jail. Jane Taylor. 52 Little Folks Book of Verse THE WORM No, little worm, you need not slipInto your hole with such a skip,Drawing the gravel as you glideOver your smooth and slimy not a crow, poor worm, not I,Peeping about your hole to spyAnd carry you with me in the airTo give my young ones each a , and Im not a rolling stone,Creaking along with hollow groan;Nor am I one of those, Im sure,Who care not what poor worms endure,But trample on them as the
. Poems my children love best of all . e,This lad to cure him of his ways,Was sent to spend some dismal days Within the county jail. Jane Taylor. 52 Little Folks Book of Verse THE WORM No, little worm, you need not slipInto your hole with such a skip,Drawing the gravel as you glideOver your smooth and slimy not a crow, poor worm, not I,Peeping about your hole to spyAnd carry you with me in the airTo give my young ones each a , and Im not a rolling stone,Creaking along with hollow groan;Nor am I one of those, Im sure,Who care not what poor worms endure,But trample on them as they lie,Rather than take a step awry;Or keep them dangling on a hook,Choked in a dismal pond or brook,Till some poor fish comes swimming pastAnd finishes their pain at my part I could never bearYour tender flesh to hack and tear,Forgetting, though you do not cry,That you may feel as much as I,If any giant should come and jumpOn to my back and kill me plump,Or run my heart through with a scythe,And think it fun to see me Mary and Tier Lamb FOR, LENOX N FOUi^DATK Marys Lamb 53 Oh, no, I only look aboutTo see you wriggling in and out,And drawing up your shiny rings,Instead of feet like other , little worm, you need not slipInto your hole with such a skip. Ann Taylor. MARYS LAMB Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow;And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day— That was against the rule;It made the children laugh and play, To see a lamb at school. So the teacher turned him out, But still he lingered near,And waited patiently about Till Mary did appear. IThen he ran to her, and laid His head upon her arm,As if he said, Im not afraid,Youll keep me from all harm. 54 Little Folks Book of Verse What makes the lamb love Mary so? The eager children , Mary loves the lamb, you know, The teacher did reply. Mrs. Sarah J. Hale. SNOW Oh come to the window, dear brother, and secWhat a change has been mad
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