"Give me of your bark, O Birch-Tree!

G.o.d make my life a little light Good-bye, good-bye to Summer "Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world

Hail, Columbia! happy land!

Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings Have you ever heard the wind go "Yooooo"?

He is a roguish little elf Here's a hand to the boy who has courage How beautiful is the rain!

How pleasant the life of a bird must be

I am coming, I am coming!

I had a dove, and the sweet dove died I have got a new-born sister I know the song that the bluebird is singing "I'll tell you how the leaves came down"

I'll tell you how the sun rose In the other gardens I once had a sweet little doll, dears I remember, I remember I saw a ship a-sailing I saw you toss the kites on high I see you, on the zigzag rails I shan't tell you what's his name It was a hungry p.u.s.s.y cat, upon Thanksgiving morn I've watched you now a full half hour

Jack in the pulpit Just as the moon was fading

Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home!

Late lies the wintry sun a-bed Little brook! Little brook!

Little bud Dandelion "Little by little," an acorn said Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay Little white snowdrop just waking up

Many, many welcomes Merrily swinging on briar and weed My fairest child, I have no song to give you My heart leaps up when I behold

November woods are bare and still Now he who knows old Christmas

O Blue Jay up in the maple tree Often I've heard the Wind sigh Oh I hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us Oh, such a commotion under the ground O hush thee, my baby, thy sire was a knight O little town of Bethlehem Once the Emperor Charles of Spain On the top of the Crumpetty Tree On the wide lawn the snow lay deep O suns and skies and clouds of June Over hill, over dale Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune

Ring-Ting! I wish I were a Primrose Robins in the tree-top

Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!

Shorter and shorter now the twilight clips

The alder by the river The bluff March wind set out from home The Camel's hump is an ugly lump The day is cold, and dark, and dreary The day is ending The door was shut, as doors should be The Frost looked forth one still, clear night The goldenrod is yellow The gra.s.s so little has to do The ground was all covered with snow one day The leaves are fading and falling The mountain and the squirrel The pig and the hen The Pobble who has no toes There is a bird I know so well There! little girl! don't cry!

There lived a sage in days of yore There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree There's a song in the air There stands by the wood-path shaded The rosy clouds float overhead The sun descending in the west The sun was shining on the sea The Tree's early leaf buds were bursting their brown The wind one morning sprang up from sleep The winds have blown more bitter The world's a very happy place They say that G.o.d lives very high They went to sea in a sieve, they did Three fishers went sailing away to the west Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Two good friends had Hiawatha

Under the greenwood tree Upon a showery night and still Up, up! ye dames and la.s.ses gay!

We were crowded in the cabin When all the world is young, lad When cats run home and light is come When children are playing alone on the green When icicles hang by the wall When Solomon was reigning in his glory When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy When the warm sun, that brings While shepherds watched their flocks by night Wide are the meadows of night Will he ever be weary of wandering "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail "Will you walk into my parlor?"

You spotted snakes with double tongue "You think I am dead"