Original Poems for Infant Minds: Vol. I

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Harvey and Darton, 1827 - Children's poetry - 100 pages

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Page 108 - Though cold was the weather, or dear was the food, John never was found in a murmuring mood; For this he was constantly heard to declare, What he could not prevent he would cheerfully bear. " For, why should I grumble and murmur?" he said " If I cannot get meat, I can surely get bread ; And though fretting may make my calamities deeper, It never can cause bread and cheese to be cheaper.
Page 107 - WAY TO BE HAPPY. How pleasant it is, at the end of the day, No follies to have to repent; But reflect on the past, and be able to say, That my time has been properly spent.
Page 106 - THE VIOLET. DOWN in a green and shady bed, A modest violet grew ; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
Page 31 - Tis reported of him, And must be to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen With hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. His friends were much hurt To see so much dirt, And often they made him quite clean; But all was in vain, He got dirty again, And not at all fit to be seen.
Page 66 - A DUCK, who had got such a habit of stuffing, That all the day long she was panting and puffing ; And by every creature, who did her great crop see, Was thought to be galloping fast for a dropsy. One day after eating a plentiful dinner, With full twice as much as there should...
Page 21 - And dark weeping willows, that stoop to the ground, Dipped in their long branches, and shaded it round. A party of ducks to this pond would repair, To...
Page 108 - If John was afflicted with sickness or pain, He wished himself better, but did not complain, Nor lie down to fret in despondence and sorrow, But said that he hoped to be better to-morrow. If any one...
Page 46 - Why, sir, I was only just going to observe, I'm resolved that these tyrants no longer I'll serve ; But leave them for ever to do as they please, And look somewhere else for their butter and cheese." Ass waited a moment, to see if she'd done, And then,
Page 73 - I cast my eyes round me again, In hopes some protector to see ; Alas ! but the search was in vain, For none had compassion on me. I cast my eyes up to the sky, I groan'd, tho' I said not a word ; Yet God was not deaf to my cry, The friend of the fatherless heard.

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