- The Dancing Family
Pray let me introduce you to This little dancing family; For morning, afternoon, and night They danced away so happily. They twirled round about, They turned their toes out; The people wondered what the noise Could all be about. They danced from early morning, Till very late at night; Both in-doors and out-of-doors, With very great delight. And every sort of dance they knew, From every country far away; And so it was no wonder that They should keep dancing all the day. So dancing—dancing—dancing, In sunshine or in rain; And when they all left off, Why then—they all began again. - The Dancing Family
The Dancing Family - The Little Jumping Girls
Jump—jump—jump— Jump away From this town into The next, to-day. Jump—jump—jump— Jump over the moon; Jump all the morning, And all the noon. Jump—jump—jump— Jump all night; Won't our mothers Be in a fright? Jump—jump—jump— Over the sea; What wonderful wonders We shall see. Jump—jump—jump— And leave behind Everything evil That we may find. Jump—jump—jump— Jump far away; And all come home Some other day. - The Little London Girl
In my little Green House, quite content am I, When the hot sun pours down from the sky; For oh, I love the country—the beautiful country. Who'd live in a London street when there's the country? I live in a London street, then I long and long To be the whole day the sweet Flowers among Instead of tall chimney-pots up in the sky, The joy of seeing Birds and Dragon Flies go by. At home I lie in bed, and cannot go to sleep, For the sound of cart-wheels upon the hard street. But here my eyes close up to no sound of anything Except it is to hear the nightingales sing. And then I see the Chickens and the Geese go walking, I hear the Pigs and the Ducks all talking. And the Red and the Spotted Cows they stare at me, As if they wondered whoever I could be. I see the little Lambs out with their mothers— Such pretty little white young sisters and brothers. Oh, I'll stay in the country, and make a daisy chain, And never go back to London again. - The Little Queens Coming
With Roses—red Roses, We'll pelt her with Roses, And Lilies—white Lilies we'll drop at her feet; The little Queen's coming, The people are running— The people are running to greet and to meet. Then clash out a welcome, Let all the bells sound, come, To give her a welcoming proud and sweet. How her blue eyes will beam, And her golden curls gleam, When the sound of our singing rings down the street. - The Wedding Bells
The Wedding Bells were ringing, And Monday was the day, And all the little ladies Were there so fresh and gay. And up—up—up the steps they went, The wedding fine to see; And the Roses were all for the Bride, So pretty—so pretty was she. - The Winner
Boy with his foot on another boy who is lying face down on the ground - Three children listening to old lady
- Three children reading a book
Three children reading a book - Three children sitting in the grass
- Three Girls
Three Girls - Three girls and a boy
- Three girls and old lady
- Three girls in the garden
- Three girls looking in the mirror
- Three little girls
- Tip-A-Toe
Tip-a-Toe, See them go; One, two, three— Chloe, Prue, and me; Up and down, To the town. A Lord was there, And the Lady fair. And what did they sing? Oh, "Ring-a-ding-ding;" And the Black Crow flew off With the Lady's Ring. - 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. - To the Mystery Land
Oh, dear, how will it end? Peggy and Susie how naughty you are. You little know where you are, Going so far, and so high, Nearly up to the sky. Perhaps it's a Giant who lives there, And perhaps it's a lovely Princess. But you very well know You've no business to go; You'll get yourselves into a mess. Oh, dear, I'm sure it is true; Whatever on earth can it matter to you? For you know it—oh, fie— That it's naughty to pry Into other's affairs— Into other folks houses to go, Where you know You're not asked. So you'd better come back While there's time, it is plain. Go home—and be never So naughty again. - Two boys and old lady
Two boys and old lady - Two boys eyeing some apples on a tree
Two boys eyeing some apples on a tree - Two Girls
One girl sitting on a chair holding a fan with another girl walking by - Two girls
Two girls - Two girls and a boy looking at baby ducks
- Two girls and a boy playing with a cat and kitten
- Two girls and a boy skipping in the garden
- Two girls and a boy talking to old lady
- Two girls dancing
- Two girls giving to boy and girl
- Two girls kneeling
- Two girls playing with their dolls
- Two girls skipping along
Two girls skipping along - Two Girls unwinding wool
Two Girls unwinding wool - Two ladies talking
- Two little girls blowing bubbles in the garden
Two little girls blowing bubbles in the garden - Two little girls sitting on the grass
Two little girls sitting on the grass - Two noisy boys
- Two old ladies preparing a cup of tea
- Two young girls dressed the same
- Under the Willow
Under the Willow Put down your pillow under the willow, Hang up your hat in the sun, And lie down to snooze as long as you choose, For the plowing and sowing are done. Pick up your pillow from under the willow, And clamber out into the sun. Get a fork and a rake for goodness’ sake, For the harvest time has begun. - Unhappy girl
- Waiting for the coach to come
- Want another sandwich
- When we went out with Grandmamma
When we went out with Grandmamma— Mamma said for a treat— Oh, dear, how stiff we had to walk As we went down the street. One on each side we had to go, And never laugh or loll; I carried Prim, her Spaniard dog, And Tom—her parasol. If I looked right—if Tom looked left— "Tom—Susan—I'm ashamed; And little Prim, I'm sure, is shocked, To hear such naughties named." She said we had no manners, If we ever talked or sung; "You should have seen," said Grandmamma, "Me walk, when I was young." She told us—oh, so often— How little girls and boys, In the good days when she was young, Never made any noise. She said they never wished then To play—oh, indeed! They learnt to sew and needlework, Or else to write and read. he said her mother never let Her speak a word at meals; "But now," said Grandmamma, "you'd think That children's tongues had wheels "So fast they go—clack, clack, clack, clack; Now listen well, I pray, And let me see you both improve From what I've said to-day." - 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. - Wishes
Wishes - You are it
Seven little children are all pointing at one little girl - Young boy
- Young boy and girl looking in the bush
- Young boy eyeing fruit on a tree
- Young boy picking an apple
- Young boy sitting on a gate
- Young children playing outside
- Young girl
- Young girl
- Young girl carrying a bag
- Young girl crying
- Young girl curtseying
- Young girl holding a jar
- Young girl in bed