- Little Jack Horner
- Curly Locks
- Mammas and Babies
"My Polly is so very good, Belinda never cries; My Baby often goes to sleep, See how she shuts her eyes. "Dear Mrs. Lemon tell me when Belinda goes to school; And what time does she go to bed?" "Well, eight o'clock's the rule. "But now and then, just for a treat, I let her wait awhile; You shake your head—why, wouldn't you? Do look at Baby's smile!" "Dear Mrs. Primrose will you come One day next week to tea? Of course bring Rosalinda, and That darling—Rosalie." "Dear Mrs. Cowslip, you are kind; My little folks, I know, Will be so very pleased to come; Dears—tell Mrs. Cowslip so. "Oh, do you know—perhaps you've not heard— She had a dreadful fright; My Daisy with the measles Kept me up every night. "And then I've been so worried— Clarissa had a fit; And the doctor said he couldn't In the least account for it." - Girl with lambs
- Two little girls sitting on the grass
Two little girls sitting on the grass - What are Little Boys made of
- Humpty Dumpty
- Going skating
- Childs Song
The King and the Queen were riding Upon a Summer's day, And a Blackbird flew above them, To hear what they did say. The King said he liked apples, The Queen said she liked pears. And what shall we do to the Blackbird Who listens unawares. - First Arrivals
It is a Party, do you know, And there they sit, all in a row, Waiting till the others come, To begin to have some fun. Hark! the bell rings sharp and clear, Other little friends appear; And no longer all alone They begin to feel at home. To them a little hard is Fate, Yet better early than too late; Fancy getting there forlorn, With the tea and cake all gone. Wonder what they'll have for tea; Hope the jam is strawberry. Wonder what the dance and game; Feel so very glad they came. Very Happy may you be, May you much enjoy your tea. - Two girls reading
- Baby
- Going to bed
HIPPITY HOP TO BED O it’s hippity hop to bed! I’d rather sit up instead. But when father says “must,” There’s nothing but just Go hippity hop to bed. - Squirrels
- Birds flying in line
- Horses and Ponies
- flinders strains
- Mother talking to a careless girl
Mother talking to a careless girl - 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. - On the Wall Top
Dancing and prancing to town we go, On the top of the wall of the town we go. Shall we talk to the stars, or talk to the moon, Or run along home to our dinner so soon? - 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." - There was a Little Man
- Mary Mary Quite Contrary
- 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. - Five Girls
- Baby gave the violet to her mother
- Children playing
Children playing - Girl sitting on a branch looking at birdsnest
- The lost nut
- Miss Molly and the Little Fishes
Oh, sweet Miss Molly, You're so fond Of Fishes in a little Pond. And perhaps they're glad To see you stare With such bright eyes Upon them there. And when your fingers and your thumbs Drop slowly in the small white crumbs I hope they're happy. Only this— When you've looked long enough, sweet miss. Then, most beneficent young giver, Restore them to their native river. - Flower
Flower - Putting fresh sand in the bird cage
- Hickory Dickory Dock
- Miss Muffett
- A girl and her sister
An older girl walking with her little sister hand in hand - Girl with Flowers
Girl with Flowers - Our little Pat
OUR LITTLE PAT Our little Pat Was chasing the cat And kicking the kittens about. When mother said “Quit!” He ran off to sit On the top of the woodpile and pout; But a sly little grin Soon slid down his chin And let all the sulkiness out. - Boots, Boots, Boots
Boots, Boots, Boots Buster’s got a popper gun, A reg’lar one that shoots, And Teddy’s got an engine With a whistler that toots. But I’ve got something finer yet— A pair of rubber boots. Oh, it’s boots, boots, boots, A pair of rubber boots! I could walk from here to China In a pair of rubber boots. - From Wonder World
Out of Wonder World I think you come; For in your eyes the wonder comes with you. The stars are the windows of Heaven, And sometimes I think you peep through. Oh, little girl, tell us do the Flowers Tell you secrets when they find you all alone? Or the Birds and Butterflies whisper Of things to us unknown? Or do angel voices speak to you so softly, When we only hear a little wind sigh; And the peaceful dew of Heaven fall upon you When we only see a white cloud passing by? - Polly Put the Kettle On
- Two girls blowing dandelion seeds
- A lady and an unhappy little girl walking along in their winter outfits
A lady and an unhappy little girl walking along in their winter outfits - Lucy Locket
- Ding Dong Bell
- Ring-A-Ring
Ring-A-Ring Ring-a-ring of little boys. Ring-a-ring of girls; All around—all around, Twists and twirls. You are merry children; "Yes, we are." Where do you come from? "Not very far. "We live in the mountain, We live in the tree; And I live in the river-bed, And you won't catch me!" - Cow
- Two boys eyeing some apples on a tree
Two boys eyeing some apples on a tree - Cuddling the cats
- sixpence
- Yankee Doodle
- Lady pulling two girls in a wagon
Lady pulling two girls in a wagon - Dressed up warm
Two girls dressed up in winter coats with fur and muffs - Hush-a-bye
- A Turkey Story
- Three Blind Mice
- 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." - An old lady talking to a young lady and a little girl
An old lady talking to a young lady and a little girl - Sister Kate
WHERE ARE YOU GOING? Where are you going, sister Kate? I’m going to swing on the garden gate, And watch the fairy gypsies dance Their tim-tam-tum on the cabbage-plants— The great big one with the purple nose, And the tiny tad with the pinky toes. Where are you going, brother Ben? I’m going to build a tiger-pen. I’ll get iron and steel and ’lectric wire And build it a hundred feet, or higher, And put ten tigers in it too, And a big wildcat, and—mebbe—you. Where are you going, mother mine? I’m going to sit by the old grapevine, And watch the gliding swallow bring Clay for her nest from the meadow spring— Clay and straw and a bit of thread To weave it into a baby’s bed. Where are you going, grandma dear? I’m going, love, where the skies are clear, And the light winds lift the poppy flowers And gather clouds for the summer showers, Where the old folks and the children play On the warm hillside through the livelong day. - Santa filling the stockings
- Mary Had a Little Lamb