“Street Show
Puff, puff, puff. How the trumpets blow
All you little boys and girls come and see the show.
One-two-three, the Cat runs up the tree;
But the little Bird he flies away-
‘She hasn’t got me!’ ”
“When you and I Grow Up
When you and I
Grow up-Polly-
I mean that you and me,
Shall go sailing in a big ship
Right over all the sea.
We’ll wait till we are older,
For if we went to-day,
You know that we might lose ourselves,
And never find the way.”
“On the Wall Top
So high- so high on the wall we run,
The nearer the sky- why, the nearer the sun,
If you give me one penny, I’ll give you two,
For that’s the way good neighbours do.”
“Wishes
Oh, if you were a little boy,
And I was a little girl-
Why you would have some whiskers grow
And then my hair would curl.
Ah! if I could have whiskers grow,
I’d let you have my curls;
But what’s the use of wishing it-
Boys never can be girls.”
“In An Apple Tree
In September, when the apples were red,
To Belinda I said,
‘Would you like to go away
To Heaven, or stay
Here in this orchard full of trees
All your life?’
And she said, ‘If you please
I’ll stay here-where I know,
And the flowers grow.’ ”
“From Market
Oh who’ll give us Posies,
And Garlands of Roses,
To twine round our heads to gay?
For here we come bringing
You many good wishes to-day.
From Market-from market-from market-
We all come up from market.”
“Susan Blue
Oh, Susan Blue,
How do you do?
Please may I go for a walk with you?
Where shall we go?
Oh, I know--
Down in the meadow where the cowslips grow!”
“To Baby
Oh, what shall my blue eyes go see?
Shall it be pretty Quack-Quack to-day?
Or the Peacock upon the Yew Tree?
Or the dear little white Lambs at play?
Say Baby.
For Baby is such a young Petsy,
And Baby is such a sweet Dear.
And Baby is growing quite old now-
She’s just getting on for a year.”
“At School
Five little Girls, sitting on a form,
Five little Girls, with lessons to learn,
Five little Girls, who, I’m afraid,
Won’t know them a bit when they have to be said.
For little eyes are given to look
Anywhere else than on their book;
And little thoughts are given to stray
Anywhere-ever so far away.”
“The Tea Party
In the pleasant green Garden
We sat down to tea;
‘Do you take sugar?’ and
‘Do you take milk?’
She’d got a new gown on-
A smart one of silk.
We all were so happy
As happy could be,
On that bright Summer’s day
When she asked us to tea.”