Poems Every Child Should Know. Various

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used to love to recite it to me. She knew many poems, but this was her favourite.

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight.I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong That it can follow the flight of song?Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.

      Henry W. Longfellow.

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      I found "The Babie" in Stedman's "Anthology." It is placed in this volume by permission of the poet, Jeremiah Eames Rankin, of Cleveland (1828-), because it captured the heart of a ten-year-old boy whose fancy was greatly moved by the two beautiful lines:

      "Her face is like an angel's face,

       I'm glad she has no wings."

Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes, Nae stockin' on her feet; Her supple ankles white as snaw, Or early blossoms sweet.Her simple dress o' sprinkled pink, Her double, dimplit chin, Her puckered lips, and baumy mou', With na ane tooth within.Her een sae like her mither's een, Twa gentle, liquid things; Her face is like an angel's face: We're glad she has nae wings.

      Jeremiah Eames Rankin.

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      "Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite," by Isaac Watts (1674–1748), and "Little Drops of Water," by Ebenezer Cobham Brewer (1810–97), are poems that the world cannot outgrow. Once in the mind, they fasten. They were not born to die.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too.But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.

      Isaac Watts.

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Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the pleasant land.Thus the little minutes, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity.

      Ebenezer Cobham Brewer.

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      These two stanzas, the very heart of that great poem, "The Ancient Mariner," by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772–1834), sum up the lesson of this masterpiece—"Insensibility is a crime."

Farewell, farewell! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.He prayeth best who loveth best All things, both great and small: For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.

      Samuel T. Coleridge.

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Twinkle, twinkle, little star! How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.When the glorious sun is set, When the grass with dew is wet, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle all the night.In the dark-blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye, Till the sun is in the sky.As your bright and tiny spark Guides the traveller in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star!

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      "Spring's at the Morn," from "Pippa Passes," by Robert Browning (1812–89), has become a very popular stanza with little folks. "All's right with the world" is a cheerful motto for the nursery and schoolroom.

The year's at the spring, The day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hillside's dew pearled;The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn; God's in His heaven— All's right with the world!

      Robert Browning.

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      "The Days of the Month" is a useful bit of doggerel that we need all through life. It is anonymous.

Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November; February has twenty-eight alone. All the rest have thirty-one, Excepting leap-year—that's the time When February's days are twenty-nine.

      Old Song.

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      "True Royalty" and "Playing Robinson Crusoe" are pleasing stanzas from "The Just So Stories" of Rudyard Kipling (1865-).

There was never a Queen like Balkis, From here to the wide world's end; But Balkis talked to a butterfly As you would talk to a friend.There was never a King like Solomon, Not since the world began; But Solomon talked to a butterfly As a man would talk to a man.She was Queen of Sabaea— And he was Asia's Lord— But they both of 'em talked to butterflies When they took their walks abroad.

      Rudyard Kipling.

      (In "The Just So Stories.")

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Pussy can sit by the fire and sing, Pussy can climb a tree, Or play with a silly old cork and string To 'muse herself, not me.

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