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now close the windows and hush all the fields if the trees must let them silently toss no bird is singing in them now and if there is be it my loss it will be long ere the marshes resume it will be long ere the earliest bird so close the windows and not hear the wind but see all windstirred
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a neighbor of mine in the village likes to tell how one spring when she was a girl on the farm she did a childlike thing one day she asked her father to give her a garden plot to plant and tend and reap herself and he said why not in casting about for a corner he thought of an idle bit of walledoff ground where a shop had stood and he said just it and he said that ought to make you an ideal onegirl farm and give you a chance to put some strength on your slimjim arm it was not enough of a garden her father said to plow so she had to work it all by hand but she dont mind now she wheeled the dung in a wheelbarrow along a stretch of road but she always ran away and left her notnice load and hid from anyone passing and then she begged the seed she says she thinks she planted one of all things but weed a hill each of potatoes radishes lettuce peas tomatoes beets beans pumpkins corn and even fruit trees and yes she has long mistrusted that a ciderapple in bearing there today is hers or at least may be her crop was a miscellany when all was said and done a little bit of everything a great deal of none now when she sees in the village how village things go just when it seems to come in right she says i know its as when i was a farmer oh never by way of advice and she never sins by telling the tale to the same person twice
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the queen of hearts she made some tarts all on a summer’s day the knave of hearts he stole those tarts and took them clean away the king of hearts called for the tarts and beat the knave full sore the knave of hearts brought back the tarts and vowed he’d steal no more
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bye baby bunting daddy’s gone ahunting gone to get a rabbit skin to wrap the baby bunting in bye baby bunting father’s gone ahunting mother’s gone amilking sister’s gone asilking brother’s gone to buy a skin to wrap the baby bunting in
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look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest now is the time that face should form another whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest thou dost beguile the world unbless some mother for where is she so fair whose uneared womb disdains the tillage of thy husbandry or who is he so fond will be the tomb of his selflove to stop posterity thou art thy mother’s glass and she in thee calls back the lovely april of her prime so thou through windows of thine age shalt see despite of wrinkles this thy golden time but if thou live rememb’red not to be die single and thine image dies with thee
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tweedledum and tweedledee agreed to have a battle for tweedledum said tweedledee had spoiled his nice new rattle just then flew down a monstrous crow as black as a tarbarrel which frightened both the heroes so they quite forgot their quarrel
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i had a little nut tree nothing would it bear but a silver nutmeg and a golden pear the king of spain’s daughter came to visit me and all for the sake of my little nut tree her dress was made of crimson jet black was her hair she asked me for my nutmeg and my golden pear i said “so fair a princess never did i see i’ll give you all the fruit from my little nut tree” i had a little nut tree nothing would it bear but a silver nutmeg and a golden pear the king of spain’s daughter came to visit me and all was because of my little nut tree i skipped over water i danced over sea and all the birds in the air couldn’t catch me
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oh the weather outside is frightful but the fire is so delightful and since we’ve no place to go let it snow let it snow let it snow it doesn’t show signs of stopping and i’ve bought some corn for popping the lights are turned way down low let it snow let it snow let it snow when we finally kiss goodnight how i’ll hate going out in the storm but if you’ll really hold me tight all the way home i’ll be warm the fire is slowly dying and my dear we’re still goodbying but as long as you love me so let it snow let it snow let it snow
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where had i heard this wind before change like this to a deeper roar what would it take my standing there for holding open a restive door looking down hill to a frothy shore summer was past and the day was past sombre clouds in the west were massed out on the porchs sagging floor leaves got up in a coil and hissed blindly struck at my knee and missed something sinister in the tone told me my secret must be known word i was in the house alone somehow must have gotten abroad word i was in my life alone word i had no one left but god
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when my love swears that she is made of truth i do believe her though i know she lies that she might think me some untutored youth unlearned in the worlds false subtleties thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young although she knows my days are past the best simply i credit her falsespeaking tongue on both sides thus is simple truth suppressed but wherefore says she not she is unjust and wherefore say not i that i am old o loves best habit is in seeming trust and age in love loves not to have years told therefore i lie with her and she with me and in our faults by lies we flattered be
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i love oranges they’re orange and round i really love them they’re juicy and sweet and so tasty oranges are great for me bananas bananas bananas they’re scrumptious and my favourite they’re curved and yellow with a very thick skin bananas are great for me there are so many different kinds of fruit can you name a few bananas kiwis strawberries peaches apples so many different colours shapes and sizes cherries grapes melons pears pineapples and more strawberries are really yummy they make me want to rub my tummy they’re red and juicy and so tasty strawberries are great for me grapes grapes grapes are in bunches they come in different colours black red or green they’re very small and tasteful an easy snack grapes are great for me there are so many different kinds of fruit can you name a few bananas kiwis strawberries peaches apples so many different colours shapes and sizes cherries grapes melons pears pineapples and more i love watermelon it’s the juciest fruit of all it’s green on the outside and red on the inside watermelons great for me i love pineapple pieces they’re delicious and sweet i really love them they’re yellow and unique and so tasty pineapple is great for me there are so many different kinds of fruit can you name a few bananas kiwis strawberries peaches apples so many different colours shapes and sizes cherries grapes melons pears pineapples and more oh the grand old duke of york he had ten thousand men he marched them up to the top of the hill and he marched them down again and when they were up they were up and when they were down they were down and when they were only halfway up they were neither up nor down
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that’s my last duchess painted on the wall looking as if she were alive i call that piece a wonder now fra pandolf’s hands worked busily a day and there she stands will’t please you sit and look at her i said “fra pandolf” by design for never read strangers like you that pictured countenance the depth and passion of its earnest glance but to myself they turned since none puts by the curtain i have drawn for you but i and seemed as they would ask me if they durst how such a glance came there so not the first are you to turn and ask thus sir ’twas not her husband’s presence only called that spot of joy into the duchess’ cheek perhaps fra pandolf chanced to say “her mantle laps over my lady’s wrist too much” or “paint must never hope to reproduce the faint halfflush that dies along her throat” such stuff was courtesy she thought and cause enough for calling up that spot of joy she had a heart—how shall i say— too soon made glad too easily impressed she liked whate’er she looked on and her looks went everywhere sir ’twas all one my favour at her breast the dropping of the daylight in the west the bough of cherries some officious fool broke in the orchard for her the white mule she rode with round the terrace—all and each would draw from her alike the approving speech or blush at least she thanked men—good but thanked somehow—i know not how—as if she ranked my gift of a ninehundredyearsold name with anybody’s gift who’d stoop to blame this sort of trifling even had you skill in speech—which i have not—to make your will quite clear to such an one and say “just this or that in you disgusts me here you miss or there exceed the mark”—and if she let herself be lessoned so nor plainly set her wits to yours forsooth and made excuse— e’en then would be some stooping and i choose never to stoop oh sir she smiled no doubt whene’er i passed her but who passed without much the same smile this grew i gave commands then all smiles stopped together there she stands as if alive will’t please you rise we’ll meet the company below then i repeat the count your master’s known munificence is ample warrant that no just pretense of mine for dowry will be disallowed though his fair daughter’s self as i avowed at starting is my object nay we’ll go together down sir notice neptune though taming a seahorse thought a rarity which claus of innsbruck cast in bronze for me
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the woman is like grass no matter how much you step on her no matter how much you step on her she is always grass theres no need to cut her she withers on her own just leaving her alone is enough and thats why little woman after ive gone you have remained fresh you have remained alive
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simple simon met a pieman going to the fair says simple simon to the pieman let me taste your ware says the pieman to simple simon show me first your penny says simple simon to the pieman indeed i have not any simple simon went afishing for to catch a whale all the water he had got was in his mother’s pail simple simon went to look if plums grew on a thistle he pricked his fingers very much which made poor simon whistle
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i wont be my fathers jack i wont be my fathers jill i will be the fiddlers wife and have music when i will tother little tune tother little tune prithee love play me tother little tune
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oh the grand old duke of york he had ten thousand men he marched them up to the top of the hill and he marched them down again and when they were up they were up and when they were down they were down and when they were only halfway up they were neither up nor down
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a girl with a beautiful appearance is like a bottle of drink a girl with a beautiful heart is like a blue sky and white clouds beautiful life a girl who stays busy in the kitchen is always kind and always attracts men gives men a sense of security the warmth of the family no matter how goodlooking a girl is it will also make a man feel fatigued she will always be a good wife and loving mother
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one two three four five once i caught a fish alive six seven eight nine ten then i let it go again why did you let it go because it bit my finger so which finger did it bite this little finger on my right one two three four and five i caught a hare alive six seven eight nine and ten i let him go again
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he is said to have been the last red man in action and the miller is said to have laughed if you like to call such a sound a laugh but he gave no one else a laughers license for he turned suddenly grave as if to say whose businessif i take it on myself whose businessbut why talk round the barn when its just that i hold with getting a thing done with you cant get back and see it as he saw it its too long a story to go into now youd have to have been there and lived it they you wouldnt have looked on it as just a matter of who began it between the two races some guttural exclamation of surprise the red man gave in poking about the mill over the great big thumping shuffling millstone disgusted the miller physically as coming from one who had no right to be heard from come john he said you want to see the wheelpint he took him down below a cramping rafter and showed him through a manhole in the floor the water in desperate straits like frantic fish salmon and sturgeon lashing with their tails the he shut down the trap door with a ring in it that jangled even above the general noise and came upstairs aloneand gave that laugh and said something to a man with a mealsack that the man with the mealsack didnt catchthen oh yes he showed john the wheelpit all right
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it is bluebutterfly day here in spring and with these skyflakes down in flurry on flurry there is more unmixed color on the wing than flowers will show for days unless they hurry but these are flowers that fly and all but sing and now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire
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o hushed october morning mild thy leaves have ripened to the fall
tomorrows wind if it be wild should waste them all the crows above the forest call tomorrow they may form and go o hushed october morning mild begin the hours of this day slow make the day seem to us less brief hearts not averse to being beguiled beguile us in the way you know release one leaf at break of day at noon release another leaf one from our trees one far away retard the sun with gentle mist enchant the land with amethyst slow slow for the grapes sake if they were all whose leaves already are burnt with frost whose clustered fruit must else be lost for the grapes sake along the wall
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if i should give my fiddle theyll think that im gone mad for many a joyful day my fiddle and i have had
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clap hands clap hands till father comes home for fathers got money but mothers got none
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johny johny yes papa eating sugar no papa telling lies no papa open your mouth ha ha ha
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a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s and t u v w x and y and z now ive said my a b c tell me what you think of me
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my love is strengthened though more weak in seeming i love not less though less the show appear that love is merchandized whose rich esteeming the owners tongue doth publish every where our love was new and then but in the spring when i was wont to greet it with my lays as philomel in summers front doth sing and stops his pipe in growth of riper days not that the summer is less pleasant now than when her mournful hymns did hush the night but that wild music burthens every bough and sweets grown common lose their dear delight therefore like her i sometime hold my tongue because i would not dull you with my song
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even older sisters have secret crushes at home for women isnt that what being a woman is all about
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for shame deny that thou bearst love to any who for thy self art so unprovident grant if thou wilt thou art beloved of many but that thou none lovst is most evident for thou art so possessed with murderous hate that gainst thy self thou stickst not to conspire seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate which to repair should be thy chief desire o change thy thought that i may change my mind shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love be as thy presence is gracious and kind or to thyself at least kindhearted prove make thee another self for love of me that beauty still may live in thine or thee
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where is thumbkin where is thumbkin here i am here i am how are you today sir very well i thank you run away run away where is pointer where is pointer here i am here i am how are you today sir very well i thank you run away run away where is tallman where is tallman here i am here i am how are you today sir very well i thank you run away run away where is ringman where is ringman here i am here i am how are you today sir very well i thank you run away run away where is baby where is baby here i am here i am how are you today sir very well i thank you run away run away where’s the whole family where’s the whole family here we are here we are how are you today sir very well we thank you run away run away who killed cock robin
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alwaysi tell you this they learned always at night when they returned to the lonely house from far away to lamps unlighted and fire gone gray they learned to rattle the lock and key to give whatever might chance to be warning and time to be off in flight and preferring the out to the indoor night they learned to leave the housedoor wide until they had lit the lamp inside
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old mother goose when she wanted to wander would ride through the air on a very fine gander
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little bunny foo foo hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head and down down down came the good fairy and said “little bunny foo foo i don’t want to see you scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head i’m going to give you three chances and if you don’t behave and then i’m going to turn you into a…goooooon” little bunny foo foo hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head and down down down came the good fairy and said “little bunny foo foo i don’t want to see you scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head i’m going to give you two more chances and if you don’t behave and then i am going to turn you into a…goooooon” little bunny foo foo hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head and down down down came the good fairy and said “little bunny foo foo i don’t like your attitude scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head i’m going to give you one more chance and if you don’t behave and then i am definitely going to turn you into a…goooooon and it won’t be pretty” little bunny foo foo hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head “that’s it” then the good fairy came down and then she turned little bunny foo foo into a…goooooon and the moral of the story is “hare today goon tomorrow”
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hush little baby don’t say a word mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird and if that mockingbird don’t sing mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring and if that diamond ring turns brass mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass and if that looking glass gets broke mama’s gonna buy you a billy goat and if that billy goat won’t pull mama’s gonna buy you a cart and a bull and if that cart and bull turn over mama’s gonna buy you a dog named rover and if that dog named rover won’t bark mama’s gonna buy you a horse and a cart and if that horse and cart fall down you’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town
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body of a woman white hills white thighs when you surrender you stretch out like the world my body savage and peasant undermines you and makes a son leap in the bottom of the earth i was lonely as a tunnel birds flew from me and night invaded me with her powerful army to survive i forged you like a weapon like an arrow for my bow or a stone for my sling but now the hour of revenge falls and i love you body of skin of moss of firm and thirsty milk and the cups of your breasts and your eyes full of absence and the roses of your mound and your voice slow and sad body of my woman i will live on through your marvelousness my thirst my desire without end my wavering road dark river beds down which the eternal thirst is flowing and the fatigue is flowing and the grief without shore
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how many days has my baby to play saturday sunday monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday saturday sunday monday
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im going out to clean the pasture spring ill only stop to rake the leaves away and wait to watch the water clear i may i shant be gone long you come too im going out to fetch the little calf thats standing by the mother its so young it totters when she licks it with her tongue i shant be gone long you come too
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there was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile he found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile he bought a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse and they all lived together in a little crooked house
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since i left you mine eye is in my mind and that which governs me to go about doth part his function and is partly blind seems seeing but effectually is out for it no form delivers to the heart of bird of flower or shape which it doth latch of his quick objects hath the mind no part nor his own vision holds what it doth catch for if it see the rudst or gentlest sight the most sweet favour or deformedst creature the mountain or the sea the day or night the crow or dove it shapes them to your feature incapable of more replete with you my most true mind thus maketh mine eye untrue
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miss susie had a steamboat the steamboat had a bell miss susie went to heaven the steamboat went to… hello operator please dial number 9 and if you disconnect me i’ll kick you from… behind the ‘frigerator there lay a piece of glass miss susie sat upon it and cut her little… ask me no more questions tell me no more lies the boys are in the bathroom pulling down their… flies are in the backyard the bees are in the park miss susie and her boyfriend are kissing in the dark dark dark miss lucy had a steam boat the steam boat had a bell toot toot miss lucy went to heaven and the steam boat went to hello operator give me 9 and if you disconnect me i will chop off your behind the refrigerator there was a piece of glass miss lucy sat upon it and broke her big fat ask me no more questions tell me no more lies the boys are in the bathroom pulling down their flies are in the country bees are in their hives miss lucy and her boy friend are kissing in the dark mary had a steamboat the steamboat had a bell mary went to heaven and the steamboat went toot toot
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being your slave what should i do but tend upon the hours and times of your desire i have no precious time at all to spend nor services to do till you require nor dare i chide the world without end hour whilst i my sovereign watch the clock for you nor think the bitterness of absence sour when you have bid your servant once adieu nor dare i question with my jealous thought where you may be or your affairs suppose but like a sad slave stay and think of nought save where you are how happy you make those so true a fool is love that in your will though you do anything he thinks no ill
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bah bah black sheep have you any wool yes marry have i three bags full one for my master one for my dame but none for the little boy who cries in the lane
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lo as a careful housewife runs to catch one of her feathered creatures broke away sets down her babe and makes all swift dispatch in pursuit of the thing she would have stay whilst her neglected child holds her in chase cries to catch her whose busy care is bent to follow that which flies before her face not prizing her poor infants discontent so runnst thou after that which flies from thee whilst i thy babe chase thee afar behind but if thou catch thy hope turn back to me and play the mothers part kiss me be kind so will i pray that thou mayst have thy will if thou turn back and my loud crying still
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like as to make our appetites more keen with eager compounds we our palate urge as to prevent our maladies unseen we sicken to shun sickness when we purge even so being full of your neercloying sweetness to bitter sauces did i frame my feeding and sick of welfare found a kind of meetness to be diseased ere that there was true needing thus policy in love to anticipate the ills that were not grew to faults assured and brought to medicine a healthful state which rank of goodness would by ill be cured but thence i learn and find the lesson true drugs poison him that so fell sick of you
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oranges and lemons say the bells of st clement’s you owe me five farthings say the bells of st martin’s when will you pay me say the bells of old bailey when i grow rich say the bells of shoreditch when will that be say the bells of stepney i do not know says the great bell of bow here comes a candle to light you to bed and here comes a chopper to chop off your head two sticks and apple ring ye bells at whitechapple old father bald pate ring ye bells aldgate maids in white aprons ring ye bells a st catherines oranges and lemmons ring ye bells at st clemens when will you pay me ring ye bells at ye old bailey when i am rich ring ye bells at fleetditch when will that be ring ye bells at stepney when i am old ring ye bells at pauls
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when in disgrace with fortune and mens eyes i all alone beweep my outcast state and trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries and look upon myself and curse my fate wishing me like to one more rich in hope featured like him like him with friends possessed desiring this mans art and that mans scope with what i most enjoy contented least yet in these thoughts my self almost despising haply i think on thee and then my state like to the lark at break of day arising from sullen earth sings hymns at heavens gate for thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings that then i scorn to change my state with kings
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curly locks curly locks will you be mine you shall not wash dishes nor feed the swine but sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam and sup upon strawberries sugar and cream
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matthew mark luke and john bless the bed that i lie on four corners to my bed four angels round my head one to watch and one to pray and two to bear my soul away
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i never saw that you did painting need and therefore to your fair no painting set i found or thought i found you did exceed the barren tender of a poets debt and therefore have i slept in your report that you yourself being extant well might show how far a modern quill doth come too short speaking of worth what worth in you doth grow this silence for my sin you did impute which shall be most my glory being dumb for i impair not beauty being mute when others would give life and bring a tomb there lives more life in one of your fair eyes than both your poets can in praise devise
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tired with all these for restful death i cry as to behold desert a beggar born and needy nothing trimmd in jollity and purest faith unhappily forsworn and gilded honour shamefully misplaced and maiden virtue rudely strumpeted and right perfection wrongfully disgraced and strength by limping sway disabled and art made tonguetied by authority and folly doctorlike controlling skill and simple truth miscalled simplicity and captive good attending captain ill tired with all these from these would i be gone save that to die i leave my love alone
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had we but world enough and time this coyness lady were no crime we would sit down and think which way to walk and pass our long love’s day thou by the indian ganges’ side shouldst rubies find i by the tide of humber would complain i would love you ten years before the flood and you should if you please refuse till the conversion of the jews my vegetable love should grow vaster than empires and more slow an hundred years should go to praise thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze two hundred to adore each breast but thirty thousand to the rest an age at least to every part and the last age should show your heart for lady you deserve this state nor would i love at lower rate but at my back i always hear time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near and yonder all before us lie deserts of vast eternity thy beauty shall no more be found nor in thy marble vault shall sound my echoing song then worms shall try that longpreserved virginity and your quaint honour turn to dust and into ashes all my lust the grave’s a fine and private place but none i think do there embrace now therefore while the youthful hue sits on thy skin like morning dew and while thy willing soul transpires at every pore with instant fires now let us sport us while we may and now like amorous birds of prey rather at once our time devour than languish in his slowchapped power let us roll all our strength and all our sweetness up into one ball and tear our pleasures with rough strife through the iron gates of life thus though we cannot make our sun stand still yet we will make him run
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two little dickie birds sitting on a wall one named peter one named paul fly away peter fly away paul come back peter come back paul
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taffy was a welshman taffy was a thief taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef i went to taffy’s house taffy wasn’t in i jumped upon his sunday hat and poked it with a pin taffy was a welshman taffy was a sham taffy came to my house and stole a piece of lamb i went to taffy’s house taffy was away i stuffed his socks with sawdust and filled his shoes with clay taffy was a welshman taffy was a cheat taffy came to my house and stole a piece of meat i went to taffy’s house taffy was not there i hung his coat and trousers to roast before a fire
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winds blow the open grassy places bleak but where this old wall burns a sunny cheek they eddy over it too toppling weak to blow the earth or anything selfclear moisture and color and odor thicken here the hours of daylight gather atmosphere
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men are the proprietors of power and so claiming anger as masculine assets and violence with it are not accustomed to feminine display of disdain or displeasure or bloodlust rage vengeance and wrath an angry woman disqualifies herself from womanhood just by being angry her intellect is nullified by her inconvenient instinct but a man’s anger is fuel for his logic his passion he is raised to expect a servile female to anticipate compliant cunts with mastery over unfathomable patience he creates the dual gendered world male or not male the dual gendered world human or not human the dual gendered world respectable or exploitable
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thy gift thy tables are within my brain full charactered with lasting memory which shall above that idle rank remain beyond all date even to eternity or at the least so long as brain and heart have faculty by nature to subsist till each to razed oblivion yield his part of thee thy record never can be missed that poor retention could not so much hold nor need i tallies thy dear love to score therefore to give them from me was i bold to trust those tables that receive thee more to keep an adjunct to remember thee were to import forgetfulness in me
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bobby shafto’s gone to sea silver buckles at his knee he’ll come back and marry me bonny bobby shafto bobby shafto’s bright and fair panning out his yellow hair he’s my love for evermore bonny bobby shafto
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youll wait a long long time for anything much to happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud and the northern lights that run like tingling nerves the sun and moon get crossed but they never touch nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud the planets seem to interfere in their curves but nothing ever happens no harm is done we may as well go patiently on with our life and look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun for the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane it is true the longest drought will end in rain the longest peace in china will end in strife still it wouldnt reward the watcher to stay awake in hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break on his particular time and personal sight that calm seems certainly safe to last tonight
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baby eva loves to play loves to play loves to play baby eva loves to play all day long baby eva loves to share all her toys all her toys baby eva loves to share all her toys with peach playing together is so much fun so much fun so much fun playing together is so much fun so much fun sharing my toys is so much fun so much fun so much fun sharing my toys is so much fun all day long i love it when peach plays games with me games with me games with me i love it when peach plays games with me all day long sharing toys is so much fun so much fun so much fun sharing toys is so much fun all day long la la la la la sharing sharing all day long all day long all day long sharing sharing all day long sharing all day long sharing my toys is so much fun so much fun so much fun sharing my toys is so much fun all day long
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not from the stars do i my judgement pluck and yet methinks i have astronomy but not to tell of good or evil luck of plagues of dearths or seasons quality nor can i fortune to brief minutes tell pointing to each his thunder rain and wind or say with princes if it shall go well by oft predict that i in heaven find but from thine eyes my knowledge i derive and constant stars in them i read such art as truth and beauty shall together thrive if from thyself to store thou wouldst convert or else of thee this i prognosticate thy end is truths and beautys doom and date
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there is a way wise and modest that to the man in the house as silent as it may be nonetheless the silent and yet deep suffering this everyday suffering that affects him like no other she gives up gives away gives forth gives back and bestows upon giving ever new gifts and yet she knows nothing of the return of love the secret and the unburied she does what always needs to be done the small things but smaller than ever none shall be done and she endures as always the grand and wide but greater than ever none shall go
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others taunt me with having knelt at wellcurbs always wrong to the light so never seeing deeper down in the well than where the water gives me back in a shining surface picture me myself in the summer heaven godlike looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs once when trying with chin against a wellcurb i discerned as i thought beyond the picture through the picture a something white uncertain something more of the depths and then i lost it water came to rebuke the too clear water one drop fell from a fern and lo a ripple shook whatever it was lay there at bottom blurred it blotted it out what was that whiteness truth a pebble of quartz for once then something
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as i was agoin’ on down the road with a tired team and a heavy load i cracked my whip and the leader sprung i says dayday to the wagon tongue turkey in the straw turkey in the hay turkey in the straw turkey in the hay roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuck ahaw and hit ’em up a tune called turkey in the straw went out to milk and i didn’t know how i milked the goat instead of the cow a monkey sittin’ on a pile of straw a winkin’ at his motherinlaw turkey in the straw turkey in the hay turkey in the straw turkey in the hay roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuck ahaw and hit ’em up a tune called turkey in the straw i came to the river and i couldn’t get across so i paid five dollars for a big bay hoss well he wouldn’t go ahead and he wouldn’t stand still so he went up and down like an old saw mill turkey in the straw turkey in the hay turkey in the straw turkey in the hay roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuck ahaw and hit ’em up a tune called turkey in the straw did you ever go fishin’ on a warm summer day when all the fish were swimmin’ in the bay with their hands in their pockets and their pockets in their pants did you ever see a fishie do the hootchykootchy dance turkey in the straw turkey in the hay turkey in the straw turkey in the hay roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuck ahaw and hit ’em up a tune called turkey in the straw
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one potato two potatoes three potatoes four five potatoes six potatoes seven potatoes more one potato two potatoes three potatoes – four five potatoes six potatoes seven potatoes – more eight potatoes nine potatoes ten potatoes – all
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and on that farm he had a cow eeieeio with a moo moo here and a moo moo there here a moo there a moo everywhere a moo moo old macdonald had a farm eeieeio old macdonald has a farm eeieeio and on the farm he has a cow eeieeio moo moo here moo moo there here a moo there a moo everywhere a moo moo old macdonald has a farm eeieeio old macdougal had a farm in ohioio and on that farm he had some dogs in ohioio with a bowwow here and a bowwow there here a bow there a wow everywhere a bowwow
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mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow and everywhere that mary went the lamb was sure to go it followed her to school one day which was against the rules it made the children laugh and play to see a lamb at school and so the teacher turned it out but still it lingered near and waited patiently about till mary did appear “why does the lamb love mary so” the eager children cry “why mary loves the lamb you know” the teacher did reply
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is it for fear to wet a widows eye that thou consumst thy self in single life ah if thou issueless shalt hap to die the world will wail thee like a makeless wife the world will be thy widow and still weep that thou no form of thee hast left behind when every private widow well may keep by childrens eyes her husbands shape in mind look what an unthrift in the world doth spend shifts but his place for still the world enjoys it but beautys waste hath in the world an end and kept unused the user so destroys it no love toward others in that bosom sits that on himself such murdrous shame commits
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christmas is coming the goose is getting fat please to put a penny in the old man’s hat if you haven’t got a penny a ha’penny will do if you haven’t got a ha’penny then god bless you
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ive known ere now an interfering branch of alder catch my lifted axe behind me but that was in the woods to hold my hand from striking at another alders roots and that was as i say an alder branch this was a man baptiste who stole one day behind me on the snow in my own yard where i was working at the chopping block and cutting nothing not cut down already he caught my axe expertly on the rise when all my strength put forth was in his fayour held it a moment where it was to calm me then took it from me and i let him take it i didnt know him well enough to know what it was all about there might be something he had in mind to say to a bad neighbour he might prefer to say to him disarmed but all he had to tell me in frenchenglish was what he thought of not me but my axe me only as i took my axe to heart it was the bad axehelve some one had sold me made on machine he said ploughing the grain with a thick thumbnail to show how it ran across the handles long drawn serpentine like the two strokes across a dollar sign you give her one good crack shes snap raght off den wheres your haxead flying trough de hair adrnltted and yet what was that to him come on my house and i put you one in whats las awhile good hickry whats grow crooked de second growt i cut myselftough tough something to sell that wasnt how it sounded den when you say you come its cost you nothing tonaght as well tonight as any night beyond an overwarmth of kitchen stove my welcome differed from no other welcome baptiste knew best why i was where i was so long as he would leave enough unsaid i shouldnt mind his being overjoyed if overjoyed he was at having got me where i must judge if what he knew about an axe that not everybody else knew was to count for nothing in the measure of a neighbour hard if though cast away for life with yankees a frenchman couldnt get his human rating mrs baptiste came in and rocked a chair that had as many motions as the world one back and forward in and out of shadow that got her nowhere one more gradual sideways that would have run her on the stove in time had she not realized her danger and caught herself up bodily chair and all and set herself back where she started from she aint spick too much henglish dats too bad i was afraid in brightening first on me then on baptiste as if she understood what passed between us she was only reigning baptiste was anxious for her but no more than for himself so placed he couldnt hope to keep his bargain of the morning with me in time to keep me from suspecting him of really never having meant to keep it needlessly soon he had his axehelves out a quiverful to choose from since he wished me to have the best he had or had to spare not for me to ask which when what he took had beauties he had to point me out at length to ensure their not being wasted on me he liked to have it slender as a whipstock free from the least knot equal to the strain of bending like a sword across the knee he showed me that the lines of a good helve were native to the grain before the knife expressed them and its curves were no false curves put on it from without and there its strength lay for the hard work he chafed its long white body from end to end with his rough hand shut round it he tried it at the eyehold in the axehead hahn hahn he mused dont need much taking down baptiste knew how to make a short job long for love of it and yet not waste time either do you know what we talked about was knowledge baptiste on his defence about the children he kept from school or did his best to keep whatever school and children and our doubts of laidon education had to do with the curves of his axehelves and his having used these unscrupulously to bring me to see for once the inside of his house was i desired in friendship partly as some one to leave it to whether the right to hold such doubts of education should depend upon the education of those who held them but now he brushed the shavings from his knee and stood the axe there on its horses hoof erect but not without its waves as when the snake stood up for evil in the garden topheavy with a heaviness his short thick hand made light of steelblue chin drawn down and in a little a french touch in that baptiste drew back and squinted at it pleased see how shes cock her head
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the land was ours before we were the lands she was our land more than a hundred years before we were her people she was ours in massachusetts in virginia but we were englands still colonials possessing what we still were unpossessed by possessed by what we now no more possessed something we were withholding made us weak until we found out that it was ourselves we were withholding from our land of living and forthwith found salvation in surrender such as we were we gave ourselves outright the deed of gift was many deeds of war to the land vaguely realizing westward but still unstoried artless unenhanced such as she was such as she would become
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those hours that with gentle work did frame the lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell will play the tyrants to the very same and that unfair which fairly doth excel for neverresting time leads summer on to hideous winter and confounds him there sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone beauty oersnowed and bareness every where then were not summers distillation left a liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass beautys effect with beauty were bereft nor it nor no remembrance what it was but flowers distilled though they with winter meet leese but their show their substance still lives sweet
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so is it not with me as with that muse stirred by a painted beauty to his verse who heaven itself for ornament doth use and every fair with his fair doth rehearse making a couplement of proud compare with sun and moon with earth and seas rich gems with aprils firstborn flowers and all things rare that heavens air in this huge rondure hems o let me true in love but truly write and then believe me my love is as fair as any mothers child though not so bright as those gold candles fixed in heavens air let them say more that like of hearsay well i will not praise that purpose not to sell
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down down baby down by the roller coaster sweet sweet baby i’ll never let you go shimmy shimmy ko ko bop shimmy shimmy pow shimmy shimmy ko ko bop shimmy shimmy pow down down baby down by the roller coaster sweet sweet baby i’ll never let you go shimmy shimmy cocoa pops shimmy shimmy pow shimmy shimmy cocoa pops shimmy shimmy pow grandma grandma sick in bed called the doctor and the doctor said let’s get the rhythm of the head – ding dong let’s get the rhythm of the head – ding dong let’s get the rhythm of the hands – clap clap let’s get the rhythm of the hands – clap clap let’s get the rhythm of the feet – stomp stomp let’s get the rhythm of the feet – stomp stomp let’s get the rhythm of the – hot dog let’s get the rhythm of the – hot dog put it all together and what do you get ding dong clap clap stomp stomp hot dog put it all backward and what do you get hot dog stomp stomp clap clap ding dong
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when i was young i used to watch behind the curtains as men walked up and down the street wino men old men young men sharp as mustard see them men are always going somewhere they knew i was there fifteen years old and starving for them under my window they would pauses their shoulders high like the breasts of a young girl jacket tails slapping over those behinds men one day they hold you in the palms of their hands gentle as if you were the last raw egg in the world then they tighten up just a little the first squeeze is nice a quick hug soft into your defenselessness a little more the hurt begins wrench out a smile that slides around the fear when the air disappears your mind pops exploding fiercely briefly like the head of a kitchen match shattered it is your juice that runs down their legs staining their shoes when the earth rights itself again and taste tries to return to the tongue your body has slammed shut forever no keys exist then the window draws full upon your mind there just beyond the sway of curtains men walk knowing something going someplace but this time i will simply stand and watch maybe
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mary mary quite contrary how does your garden grow with silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row mistress mary quite contrary how does your garden grow with silver bells and cockle shells and so my garden grows
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there were two birds sat upon a stone fal de ralal de ralladdy one flew away and then there was one fal de ralal de ralladdy the other flew after and then there was none fal de ralal de ralladdy so the poor stone was left all alone fal de ralal de ralladdy one of these little birds back again flew fal de ralal de ralladdy the other came after and then there were two fal de ralal de ralladdy says one to the other pray how do you do fal de ralal de ralladdy very well thank you and pray how are you fal de ralal de ralladdy
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the ideal woman should be submissive like a lily and like a bird pure like the air that in the mornings rests on the edge of the horizon her laughter should sound like the sweetness of a brook in the gray almond trees and her gaze like a pure star should shine with brilliance and serenity may her hands whiter than jasmine be delicate like the wings of a dream and her hair black like the wing of the sad raven that roams the seas may her voice be sweet like a breeze soft like the sigh of a fountain and may her accent resemble the sound of a mystical harp that enchants the soul the ideal woman should be like this a flower that blooms filled with purity and when she dies she exhales in the fragrance of her corpse essences of love
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mine eye and heart are at a mortal war how to divide the conquest of thy sight mine eye my heart thy pictures sight would bar my heart mine eye the freedom of that right my heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie a closet never pierced with crystal eyes but the defendant doth that plea deny and says in him thy fair appearance lies to cide this title is impannelled a quest of thoughts all tenants to the heart and by their verdict is determined the clear eyes moiety and the dear hearts part as thus mine eyes due is thine outward part and my hearts right thine inward love of heart
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a wise old owl lived in an oak the more he saw the less he spoke the less he spoke the more he heard why can’t we all be like that wise old bird
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some say thy fault is youth some wantonness some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport both grace and faults are lovd of more and less thou makst faults graces that to thee resort as on the finger of a throned queen the basest jewel will be well esteemd so are those errors that in thee are seen to truths translated and for true things deemd how many lambs might the stern wolf betray if like a lamb he could his looks translate how many gazers mightst thou lead away if thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state but do not so i love thee in such sort as thou being mine mine is thy good report
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oh danny boy the pipes the pipes are calling from glen to glen and down the mountain side the summer’s gone and all the roses falling it’s you it’s you must go and i must bide but come ye back when summer’s in the meadow or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow it’s i’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow— oh danny boy o danny boy i love you so but when ye come and all the flowers are dying if i am dead as dead i well may be ye’ll come and find the place where i am lying and kneel and say an avè there for me and i shall hear though soft you tread above me and all my grave will warmer sweeter be for you will bend and tell me that you love me and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
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the woman is always there a gentle guest a small kiss on my wounded hand she smiles at me with kindness as if she barely knows the seriousness of life she adorns the room with her dear art with flowers and delicate fragrant gifts she is the light in my dark world a source of love and tender gifts the woman is weak and yet so strong she envelops me with her warmth and her laughter she is the heart that beats softly a gentle lullaby in dark nights the woman is beautiful so wonderfully beautiful her sight fills my heart with desire and longing she is the reflection of perfection a being that gently envelops the senses but in beauty lies also her burden for she must endure what the world demands of her she struggles with her fears and pains yet she carries the burden with pride and dignity the woman is a gift a precious treasure a being that illuminates the world i praise her in my most intimate thoughts and thank her for all the love and happiness
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my bonnie lies over the ocean my bonnie lies over the sea my bonnie lies over the ocean oh bring back my bonnie to me… bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me o blow ye winds over the ocean o blow ye winds over the sea o blow ye winds over the ocean and bring back my bonnie to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me last night as i lay on my pillow last night as i lay on my bed last night as i lay on my pillow i dreamt that my bonnie was dead bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me the winds have blown over the ocean the winds have blown over the sea the winds have blown over the ocean and brought back my bonnie to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me to me bring back bring back oh bring back my bonnie to me
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no time thou shalt not boast that i do change thy pyramids built up with newer might to me are nothing novel nothing strange they are but dressings of a former sight our dates are brief and therefore we admire what thou dost foist upon us that is old and rather make them born to our desire than think that we before have heard them told thy registers and thee i both defy not wondering at the present nor the past for thy records and what we see doth lie made more or less by thy continual haste this i do vow and this shall ever be i will be true despite thy scythe and thee
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little bopeep has lost her sheep and cant tell where to find them leave them alone and theyll come home and bring their tails behind them
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on the first day of christmas my true love sent to me a partridge in a pear tree on the second day of christmas my true love sent to me two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the third day of christmas my true love sent to me three french hens two turtledoves and a partridge in a pear tree on the fourth day of christmas my true love sent to me four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the fifth day of christmas my true love sent to me five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the sixth day of christmas my true love sent to me six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the seventh day of christmas my true love sent to me seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the eighth day of christmas my true love sent to me eight maids amilking seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the ninth day of christmas my true love sent to me nine ladies dancing eight maids amilking seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the tenth day of christmas my true love sent to me ten lords aleaping nine ladies dancing eight maids amilking seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the eleventh day of christmas my true love sent to me eleven pipers piping ten lords aleaping nine ladies dancing eight maids amilking seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree on the twelfth day of christmas my true love sent to me twelve drummers drumming eleven pipers piping ten lords aleaping nine ladies dancing eight maids amilking seven swans aswimming six geese alaying five golden rings four calling birds three french hens two turtle doves
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i’ll tell you a story about jackanory and now my story’s begun i’ll tell you another about jack and his brother and now my story is done
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let me confess that we two must be twain although our undivided loves are one so shall those blots that do with me remain without thy help by me be borne alone in our two loves there is but one respect though in our lives a separable spite which though it alter not loves sole effect yet doth it steal sweet hours from loves delight i may not evermore acknowledge thee lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame nor thou with public kindness honour me unless thou take that honour from thy name but do not so i love thee in such sort as thou being mine mine is thy good report
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lucy locket lost her pocket kitty fisher found it not a penny was there in it only ribbon round it
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there is a singer everyone has heard loud a midsummer and a midwood bird who makes the solid tree trunks sound again he says that leaves are old and that for flowers midsummer is to spring as one to ten he says the early petalfall is past when pear and cherry bloom went down in showers on sunny days a moment overcast and comes that other fall we name the fall he says the highway dust is over all the bird would cease and be as other birds but that he knows in singing not to sing the question that he frames in all but words is what to make of a diminished thing
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daddy finger daddy finger where are you here i am here i am how do you do mommy finger mommy finger where are you here i am here i am how do you do brother finger brother finger where are you here i am here i am how do you do sister finger sister finger where are you here i am here i am how do you do baby finger baby finger where are you here i am here i am how do you do
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yankee doodle went to town ariding on a pony stuck a feather in his cap and called it macaroni’ yankee doodle keep it up yankee doodle dandy mind the music and the step and with the girls be handy father and i went down to camp along with captain gooding and there we saw the men and boys as thick as hasty pudding there was captain washington upon a slapping stallion giving orders to his men i guess there were a million
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red and yellow and pink and green purple and orange and blue i can sing a rainbow sing a rainbow sing a rainbow too listen with your eyes listen with your ears and sing everything you see i can sing a rainbow sing a rainbow sing along with me red and yellow and pink and green purple and orange and blue i can sing a rainbow sing a rainbow sing a rainbow too
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lo in the orient when the gracious light lifts up his burning head each under eye doth homage to his newappearing sight serving with looks his sacred majesty and having climbed the steepup heavenly hill resembling strong youth in his middle age yet mortal looks adore his beauty still attending on his golden pilgrimage but when from highmost pitch with weary car like feeble age he reeleth from the day the eyes fore duteous now converted are from his low tract and look another way so thou thyself outgoing in thy noon unlooked on diest unless thou get a son
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oh mister sun sun mister golden sun please shine down on me oh mister sun sun mister golden sun hiding behind a tree these little children are asking you to please come out so we can play with you oh mister sun sun mister golden sun please shine down on me oh mister sun sun mister golden sun please shine down on me oh mister sun sun mister golden sun hiding behind a tree these little children are asking you to please come out so we can play with you oh mister sun sun mister golden sun please shine down on… please shine down on… please shine down on me
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down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a goose kissing a moose down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a llama eating his pajamas down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a bear combing his hair down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a whale with a polka dot tail down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a fly wearing a tie down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a bee with a sunburned knee down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever see a pig wearing a wig down by the bay down by the bay where the watermelons grow back to my home i dare not go for if i do my mother will say did you ever have a time when you couldn’t make a rhyme down by the bay
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you put your left arm in your left arm out in out in out you shake it all about you do the hokey cokey and you turn around that’s what it’s all about whoa the hokey cokey whoa the hokey cokey whoa the hokey cokey knees bend arms stretch rah rah rah you do the hokey pokey the hokey pokey the hokey pokey that’s what it’s all about
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ill tell you a story about mary morey and now my storys begun ill tell you another about her brother and now my storys done
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when most i wink then do mine eyes best see for all the day they view things unrespected but when i sleep in dreams they look on thee and darkly bright are bright in dark directed then thou whose shadow shadows doth make bright how would thy shadows form form happy show to the clear day with thy much clearer light when to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so how would i say mine eyes be blessed made by looking on thee in the living day when in dead night thy fair imperfect shade through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay all days are nights to see till i see thee and nights bright days when dreams do show thee me
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beat beat drums blow bugles blow through the windows through doors burst like a ruthless force into the solemn church and scatter the congregation into the school where the scholar is studying leave not the bridegroom quiet no happiness must he have now with his bride nor the peaceful farmer any peace ploughing his field or gathering his grain so fierce you whirr and pound you drums so shrill you bugles blow beat beat drums blow bugles blow over the traffic of cities over the rumble of wheels in the streets are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses no sleepers must sleep in those beds no bargainers bargains by day no brokers or speculators would they continue would the talkers be talking would the singer attempt to sing would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge then rattle quicker heavier drums you bugles wilder blow beat beat drums blow bugles blow make no parley stop for no expostulation mind not the timid mind not the weeper or prayer mind not the old man beseeching the young man let not the childs voice be heard nor the mothers entreaties make even the trestles to shake the dead where they lie awaiting the hearses so strong you thump o terrible drums so loud you bugles blow
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jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water jack fell down and broke his crown and jill came tumbling after then up got jack and said to jill as in his arms he took her “brush off that dirt for you’re not hurt let’s fetch that pail of water” so jack and jill went up the hill to fetch the pail of water and took it home to mother dear who thanked her son and daughter
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