The book of joyous children . THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS. A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS QUEEN Soh ! my lovelings and pretty dears,You ve each a favorite, it appears,—Summer and Winter and Spring and ^s the reason I send them all! [47] THOMAS THE PRETENDER Tommy s alluz playin jokes,An actin up, an foolin folks;An wunst one time he creepIn Pas big chair, he did, one squint an shut his eyes hofe tight,I i An say, Now I m Ill ,.«r- asleep. An nen we knowed, an Ma know ainH asleep no more nyou! An wunst he clumbed on our back-fenceAn flop his arms an nencommenceTo crow, lik
The book of joyous children . THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS. A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS QUEEN Soh ! my lovelings and pretty dears,You ve each a favorite, it appears,—Summer and Winter and Spring and ^s the reason I send them all! [47] THOMAS THE PRETENDER Tommy s alluz playin jokes,An actin up, an foolin folks;An wunst one time he creepIn Pas big chair, he did, one squint an shut his eyes hofe tight,I i An say, Now I m Ill ,.«r- asleep. An nen we knowed, an Ma know ainH asleep no more nyou! An wunst he clumbed on our back-fenceAn flop his arms an nencommenceTo crow, like hes a hen ;But when he failed off, like he did nt fool us childernnone, Ner did nt crow our Hired Man, as he come , Tom cant crow^ but he kin cryP[48]. t f POKE PA ! PORE PA ! THOMAS THE PRETENDEE An one time wunst Tom tend-like he sHis Pa an goin to rob the bees ; An, first he know—oh, dear !They ist come swarmin out o thereAn sting him, an stick in his hair— An one got in his yeer !—An Uncle sigh an say to Ma,An grease the welts, Pore Pa ! pore Pa ! [51] LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK When Dicky was sick . In the night, and the clock,As he listened, said Tick- Atty-tick-atty—tock!He said that it said, Every time it said ^Tick,It said Sick, instead. And he heard it say Sick !And when it said Tick- Atty—tick-atty—tock,He said it said Sick- Atty—sick-atty—sock !And he tried to see then, But the light was too he heard it again— And t was talkinq to him ! And then it said Sick-Atty—sick-atty—sick! You poor little Dick- Atty—Dick-atty—Dick !— Have you got the hick-Atties? Hi! send for Doc[52] LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK To hurry up quick- Atty—quick-atty—quock, And heat a hot brick-Atty—brick-atty—bro
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