. The Bookshelf for boys and girls Children's Book of Fact and Fancy . it upon a treeAll out of reach: my little sister went,And I am lonely. The world is great: I tried to mount the hillAbove the pines, where the light lies so still,But it rose higher: little Lisa I am lonely. The world is great: the wind comes rushing by,I wonder where it comes from: sea birds cryAnd hurt my heart: my little sister went,And I am lonely. The world is great: the people laugh and talk,And make loud holiday: how fast they walk !I m lame, they push me: little Lisa went,And I am lonely. AMBITIOUS SOPHY By
. The Bookshelf for boys and girls Children's Book of Fact and Fancy . it upon a treeAll out of reach: my little sister went,And I am lonely. The world is great: I tried to mount the hillAbove the pines, where the light lies so still,But it rose higher: little Lisa I am lonely. The world is great: the wind comes rushing by,I wonder where it comes from: sea birds cryAnd hurt my heart: my little sister went,And I am lonely. The world is great: the people laugh and talk,And make loud holiday: how fast they walk !I m lame, they push me: little Lisa went,And I am lonely. AMBITIOUS SOPHY By Elizabeth Turner Miss Sophy, one fine sunny day, Left her work and ran away ; When soon she reachd the garden-gate, Which finding lockd, she would not wait, But tried to climb and scramble oer A gate as high as any door. But little girls should never climb, And Sophy wont another time; For when, upon the highest rail, Her frock was caught upon a nail, She lost her hold, and, sad to tell, Was hurt and bruised—for down she fell. THE GARDENER. By Lucy Fitch The Quaker doves are crooning in the dovecote in the sun,And the vine is green against the garden wall. I ve dug the seeds I planted, and they ve sprouted, every one,And I shall have a harvest in the Fall. STORIES IN POEM AND PICTURE FOR LITTLE FOLK dta BsA^gll HsgOealfoKH?, £^ a«j Pansy in the garden-bedTo a Johnnie-jump-up said:Surely you are not connectedWith the Pansy family tree?You are much too small and sickly,And your blossom fades tooquickly—Yet I heard some children sayingThat they thought you lookedlike me! Johnnie-jump-up merely smiled:You are tame and I am wild,But that there s a close resemblanceAny little child can are in the garden growing,I outside, still, there s noknowingBut that you and I are cousins—Nearer relatives, maybe! Said the listning Hollyhock:How you silly flowers talk ! I m amazed such haughtyspirit In such humble things to see!If you both were tall and graceful,If you w
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