. House of play; verses-rhymes-stories for young folks .. . THE EAGLE. He clasps the crag with crooked hands;Close to the sun in lonely lands,Ringd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;He watches from his mountain walls,And like a thunderbolt he falls. —Alfred, Lord Tennyson. THE BEE AND THE FLOWER. The bee buzzd up in the am faint for your honey, my flower said, Take it, my dear;For now is the spring of the come, come! Hum!And the bee buzzd down from the heat And the bee buzzd up in the coldWhen the flower was withered and you
. House of play; verses-rhymes-stories for young folks .. . THE EAGLE. He clasps the crag with crooked hands;Close to the sun in lonely lands,Ringd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;He watches from his mountain walls,And like a thunderbolt he falls. —Alfred, Lord Tennyson. THE BEE AND THE FLOWER. The bee buzzd up in the am faint for your honey, my flower said, Take it, my dear;For now is the spring of the come, come! Hum!And the bee buzzd down from the heat And the bee buzzd up in the coldWhen the flower was withered and you still any honey, my dear?She said, Its the fall of the year, But come, come! Hum!And the bee buzzed off in the cold. <—Alfred, Lord Tennyson. THE OWL AND THE PUSSY-CAT. The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat;They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped in a five pound Owl looked up to the moon above, And sang to a small guitar,O lovely pussy! O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are,-™You are, What a beautiful Pussy you are I* Pussy said to the Owl, You elegant fowl! How wonderful sweet you sing!O let us be married,—too long we have tarried,- But what shall we do for a ring?*They sailed away for a year and a day To the land where the Bong tree growsAnd there in a wood, a piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose,—» His nose,With a ring at the end of his nose. Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for a shilling Your ring? Said the piggy, I they took it away and were married next day By the turkey who lives on the dined upon mince and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon,And hand in hand on the edge of the sand They danced by t
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