ONGS. In the hay, in the hay, Snugly reclining,Shaded from noontide heat,Smelling the clover sweet, See us all dining, While the hay-makers sit Under the willows,All with their bread and cheeseSpread out upon their knees, Hay for their pillows. Hark how they laugh and chat, Happy, light-hearted!Now… … THE KITCHEJN CLOCK, LISTEN to the kitchen clock! To itself it ever talks, From its place it never walks ; Tick-tock, tick-tock. Tell me what it savs. 166 HOME SONGS. I m a very patient clock,Never moved by hope or fear,Though I ve stood for many a year; Tick-tock, tick-tock.That is what it says. I…
Children's poetry
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