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THE TITLD DAISY 
 

 
 
 THE FIELD DAISY. 
 
 I'm a pretty little thing, 
 Always coming with the 
 
 spring ; 
 In the meadows green Pm 
 
 found, 
 Peeping just above the ground, 
 And my stalk is cover'd flat, 
 With a white and yellow hat. 
 
 Little Lady, when you pass 
 Lightly o'er the tender grass, 
 Skip about, but do not tread 
 On my meek and lowly head* 
 
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4 THE BIRD. 
 
 For I always seem to say, 
 "Chilly winter's gone away 
 
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 THE BIRD. 
 
 A little bird one day in June, 
 In our pear-tree sang a tune ; 
 Sweet and simple was the 
 
 song, 
 And repeated all day long, — 
 
 Chip, chip. 
 
 Then a while he went away, 
 But he came another day ; 
 And a little mate he brought, 
 And to her his song he 
 
 taught, — 
 
 Chip, chip- 
 Now the two did build a nest, 
 And they both seemed doubly 
 
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THE BIRD. 
 
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6 THE GOOD LITTLE BOY. 
 
 When some little birds had 
 
 they, 
 And the pretty things did say 
 
 Chip, chip. 
 
 But a cruel puss one night, 
 Killed the little birds outright, 
 So their parents mourned the 
 
 day, 
 And sighing sadly went 
 
 away, — 
 
 Chip, chip. 
 
 THE GOOD LITTLE BOY. 
 
 I will tell a little story, 
 
 About a little boy ; 
 He is his father's comfort, 
 
 He is his mother's joy. 
 
 When they send him on an 
 errand, 
 He thinks of what is said. 
 
THE GOOD LITTLE BOST. ? 
 
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8 THE NEW HOUSE. 
 
 Pulls down his little jacket, 
 And holds up his little head. 
 
 He hold his knife and fork 
 By their handles, as he 
 should, 
 
 Aad never spills his coffee, 
 Nor drops about his food. 
 
 His face is very pleasant, 
 What he says is ever true ; 
 
 Now tell me, my young read- 
 er, 
 If this little boy is you. 
 
 THE NEW HOUSE. 
 
 Work away, good men, with 
 
 speed, 
 Of a house we stand in need ; 
 When 'tis done be not afraid 
 But you shall fee amply paid 
 
THE NEW HOCSE. 
 
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10 FIVE YEARS OLD. 
 
 Make some doors, and win- 
 dows too ; 
 
 Of the latter not a few ; 
 
 Build it good and tight and 
 strong, 
 
 For we hope to need it long. 
 
 When 'tis finished, in we'll 
 
 move ; 
 Room there '11 be for all we 
 
 love ; 
 Come our nice new home to 
 
 see,- — 
 And you all will welcome be. 
 
 FIVE YEARS OLD. 
 
 Try me, father, try me 5 
 And mark me on the wail ; 
 
 Let little sis stand by me, 
 And see if I'm not tall. 
 
 MM 
 
FIVE YEARS OLD. 11 
 
 
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12 FIVE YEARS OLD. 
 
 Hear me, mother, hear me, 
 How very well I read ; 
 
 0, now you need not fear me, 
 I know I can, indeed. 
 
 Meet me, brother, meet me, 
 And let us run a race ; 
 
 Last year you used to beat me 
 In every little chase. 
 
 Dinah, you need not mind me, 
 
 I'm not so very small, 
 That you must stand behind 
 
 me 
 
 To catch me if I fall. , 
 
 Why, what can make me 
 
 grow so, 
 
 And talk in such a way ? 
 
 I'm a man and you must 
 
 know so, — 
 
 I'm j/W years old to-day 
 
THE MOON. 
 
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 THE MOON, 
 
 Oli! look at the moon, 
 She is shining up there ! 
 
 Oh, mother, she looks 
 Like a lamp in the air. 
 
 Last week she was smaller, 
 And shaped like a bow, 
 
 But now she's grown bigger, 
 And round as an 0. 
 
 Pretty moon ! pretty moon ! 
 
 How you shine on the door 
 And make it all bright 
 
 On my nursery floor. 
 
 You shine on my play-things 
 And show me their place, 
 
 And I love to look up 
 
 At your pretty bright faca. 
 
 And there is a star 
 
 Close by you, and may be 
 
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 THE RIDE. 
 
THE RIDE. 
 
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 That small twinkling star 
 Is your little baby ! 
 
 THE RIDE. 
 
 Pretty poney, gently trot, 
 Shun with care each rugged 
 
 spot, 
 Lest you stumble in alarm, 
 And your rider come to harm 
 
 Little rider sit with care, 
 Don't forget how high you 
 
 are ; 
 Should you tumble from youl 
 
 seat, 
 Pray beware the poney's fee* 
 
 Faithful Dick walks by you? 
 
 side. 
 While you take your littlt 
 
 ride ; 
 
16 LITTLE MARY. 
 
 Now you surely need not fear, 
 With his ready hand so near. 
 
 He will guide the poney's 
 
 track, 
 And bring the little rider back 
 Safely to his mother dear, 
 Then what should my darling 
 
 fear? 
 
 LITTLE MARY. 
 
 The weather was fair, 
 Little Mary was good ; 
 She went with her mother 
 To taste the fresh air. 
 
 The birds they were singing, 
 Mary chatted away, 
 And she felt as merry 
 And happy as they. " 
 

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