Christmas Song
ChildhoodChristmas Song
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All joys, I thought, from Christmas fled
When good Saint Nicholas drove away
Forever in his reindeer sleigh,
When last, from my low trundle-bed,
I watched the gray east growing red,
With heart of feverish eagerness,…
A Song
ChildhoodA SONG
518-1
Scatter in spring-time a handful of seeds,
And gather in summer a lapful of flowers
This is the song of the birds in the bowers,
This is the song of the wind in the reeds
Down by the roadside and over the meads,
Under the sunshine…
Where Dreams Are Sold
ChildhoodWhere Dreams Are Sold
5752
At the silken sign of the Poppy
At a shop that is never old
Where the twilight silence lingers,
It is there that dreams are sold
There's the scent of love's lost roses,
The soft echo of childhood's laugh;
There's…
The Dying Child
ChildhoodThe Dying Child
964
Go open wide the door, mother
And let the angela in:
For they are bright and fair, mother,
So pure and free from sin
I hear them speak my name, mother,
They sweetly whisper come
Oh let the angels in, mother,
For…
Answer To “Rock Me To Sleep, Mother”
ChildhoodAnswer to "Rock Me to Sleep, Mother"
3847
My child, oh my child, thou art weary tonight!
Thy spirit is sad and dim is the light
Thou wouldst call me back from the echolest shore
To the trials of life, to thy heart, as of yore;
Thou longest…
Kids
ChildhoodKids
1221
I wonder why some Pas have none,
And others have no many
It seems the poor Pas have the most,
And rich ones haven't any
The richest man I know in town
Has just one small boy only:
But pa says: Grel he pities him
In that big house…
“Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep”
Childhood"Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep"
43613
"Now I lay me down to sleep:
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,"L
Was my childhood's early prayer,
Taught by my mother's love and care
Many years since they have fled:
Mother slumbers with the dead;
Yet…
The Old Schoolbook
ChildhoodThe Old Schoolbook
1798
On the old schoolbook in the dusty nook,
With a tearful eye I gaze,
Come down, old friend, for an hour we'll spend
In talking of bygone days
I gaze once more as in days of yore,
On the task that taxed the brain;…
Christmas Greeting
ChildhoodChristmas Greeting
5543
Christmas bells are ringing: Angel volces singing
"Peace on earth, good will to man"
Christmas praises sounding:
Christmas joys abounding:
Take and give what joy you can!
Giving or receiving
Christmas gifts are…
The Little Old Red Shawl
ChildhoodThe Little Old Red Shawl
1657
It now lies on the self, it is faded and torn,
That dear old shawl my mother wore
Tis all that is left for this heart to adore,
To bring to mind theme
How often the handa happy days tpo these folde have been…
Love’s Confessions
ChildhoodLOVE'S CONFESSIONS
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
3291
How shall a maid make answer to a man
Who summons her, by love's supreme decree
The intricate strange ways that love began?
So many streams from that great fountain ran,
To open her whole heart,…
Faded Flowers
ChildhoodFaded Flowers
4685
The flowers I saw in the wild wood,
Have since dropped their beautiful leaves,
And many dear friends of my childhood
Have slumbered for years in their graves
But the bloom of the flower I remember,
Though the similes…
Night In Bachelor’s Hall
ChildhoodNight in Bachelor's Hall
5816
They've gone away! It seems a year,
Aye! weeks of years since they were here:
And yet it was but yesterday
I kissed them when they went away,
Away from all the scorching heat
That grips this brick-walled city street
And…
Spring On The East Side
ChildhoodSPRING ON THE EAST SIDE
3498
When the wind walls round frosty eaves
Like some unhappy soul that grieves- When snowflakes fall and fields lle deep
Beneath white counterpanes asleep- What mirth around the fire prevails
…
Toyland
ChildhoodToyland
2824
When you've grown up, my dears, there comes n dreary day
When 'mid the locks of black appears
The first pale gleam of gray, my dears, The first pale gleam of gray
Then of the past you'll dream, as gray haired grown-ups do,
And…
The Old Kitchen Floor
ChildhoodThe Old Kitchen Floor
3308
Far back in my musings my thoughts have been cast,
To the spot where the hours of my childhood wero passed
I loved ali its rooms, to the pantry and hall,
But that blessed old kitchen was dearer than all
Its chairs…
Folded Hands
ChildhoodFolded Hands
3991
Pale, withered hands, that more than four-score yearn
Had wrought for others, soothed the hurt of
Rocked children's cradles, cessed the fever's smart,
Dropped balm of lovin many an aching heart,
Now attrien folded like…
After Many Years
ChildhoodAfter Many Years
Alice E Squire
2243
Back to the arenes of my childhood
Back to the old home once more;
Many a thing to remind me
Of the days so happy of yore
Back to the weates of my girlhood,
To the old homesteat no fair
Longing and…