Pat-a-cake Pat-a-cake
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
Mamma's boy,
Laughing and crowing,
And jumping with joy;
Roll it, and pick it and mark it with B,
And toss in the oven for Baby and me.
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
Papa's girl,
Springing in baby-glee,
Shaking her curl;
Roll it and pick it and mark it with G,
And toss in the oven for Girly and me.
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My Valentine
Dearest little lover mine, Sweetest, pertest valentine; "Desht I'm two years old," he says,-- Blessings on his pretty ways,-- "'Tan't I be your valentine?" Yes forever, lover mine, Shalt thou be my valentine. ... Nanny's Lessons
Our Nanny was but four years old When mother said, "My love, Your needle learn with skill to use, It will a blessing prove." So Nanny learned to "overhand," And "hem" so fine and neat, To "backstitch," "run," and many a jo... Nanny's Play
Our Nanny helped her mother In many a childish way,-- She picked up chips to feed the fire, And "played that it was play." She loved the hens and chickens And fed them day by day, And dubbed them each with quaintest name, ... Nanny's Ride
Our Nanny oft in fancy Soared up, the earth above, And sailed the great air-ocean With skylark or with dove. And in this fashion musing, One sunny summer's day, Half-watching mother mending And baby-brother play, ... Nelly And Ned
"I'M twelve years old to-day," says Ned, "And wish I were twelve more, sir,-- And Nelly Warner's almost twelve, So we'd be twenty-four, sir." "'And what of that!' Why, Nelly 'n' I Have always played together; And then I dr... Never Tell A Fib
If mamma says she'll punish, She must do it, or she tells A fib, as Sister Annie Told "a story" 'bout the bells; And if mamma tells a fib, Then surely children will, And what a fearful thing, Our home with fibs to fill!... No Eyes
Those Creatures that live in the dark, And have no use for eyes, Are made without these organs bright, Which we so highly prize. The fish in the Mammoth cave,-- Some species of the Ant, Have only a trace where eyes should b... Number And Gender
A NOUN or name that means but one, Is called in the singular number; But when it stands for more than one, 'Tis plural, child, remember. * * * * * A NOUN that is the name of males, As ox, or horse, or father, Is mascu... Old Sol In A Jingle
Hi-diddle-diddle, The Sun's in the middle, And planets around him so grand, Are swinging in space, Held forever in place, In the Zodiac girdle or band. Hi-diddle-diddle, The Sun's in the middle, And Mercury's n... One Little Chicken
ONE little chicken, two little chickens, three little chickens, dear; Don't you see we add s, when more than one is here? And this we do with almost all the nouns that may appear. One little birdy, two little birdies, three little birdie... Our Ethel
Our Ethel was not always, As people may have thought, A goody-goody little girl Who never mischief wrought. Oh, no, our darling Ethel, The precious little woman, Although so very dear to us, Was most intensely human. ... Our Kenneth
Written for our pet, as indicative of what he should be but is not. Know ye our little black-eyed boy? His name is Kenney Stone; Now listen, for he always speaks In such a gentle tone. He never says "I will!" "I wi'n't!" ... Our Land
A ship sailed over the blue, salt sea, For a man, Columbus called, Had thought that the world was round, and he Of the old ideas had palled. So, in fourteen hundred and ninety-two, He sailed across from Spain, And found ou... Our Language Key
A E I O U Y We are small, and we are few, But we're wondrous mighty, too,-- For no word can language wear, Save in it we hold a share. One of us in May is met,-- One is caught in every net; One is in the clambering vine, O... Pat-a-cake Pat-a-cake
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Mamma's boy, Laughing and crowing, And jumping with joy; Roll it, and pick it and mark it with B, And toss in the oven for Baby and me. Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Papa's girl, Springing in baby... Polly Hopkins
Now little Polly Hopkins Must surely know great A, And B, and C, and D, and E, F, G, H, I, J, K; And L, and M, and N, and O, And P, and Q, R, S, And T, U, V, and W, X, And Y, & Z, I guess. ... Quirks
A little word of letters five That means bound fast together; Transpose but two, and you will find A scattering yon and hither. UNITE--UNTIE. * * * * * And now a word of letters four Five perfect words will ma... Remember The Poor
"SWEET, my darling, come and see What mamma has brought for thee; Garments soft and ribbons bright, Hat and coat, a pretty sight; Sweet, my child, what shall we do With the old, now you've the new?" "Why, mamma, this frock... Robert Of Lincoln
"Bob-o-link, bob-o-link, reed-bird, butter-bird, All through the country his jingle is gaily heard; Reveling in rice-fields he sweeps through the South, While wheat, corn, and barley-fields welcome him North, And Bobby is wild with his ... Rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye, baby, Our darling is ill, Rock-a-bye, baby, We'll soon have him well;-- Rock-a-bye, baby, Don't tremble with fear, For that tends to make His slight illness severe. Rock-a-bye, baby, Our darling is... Signs Of The Zodiac
THE annual path of the Sun, The Ecliptic is called, as we see,-- And a belt, eight degrees, on each side, The Zodiac ever will be. The principal planets all seem To move in the zodiac lines, While the belt, of itself, is c... Sleep Little Sweetey
Sleep now, my sweetey, Dear one, and pretty! Weary with playing, Weary with straying, Stop little thinkers, Shut little winkers; Sleep, little sweetey, Precious and pretty. Sleep now, my sweetey, Dear One, and pretty! ... Somebody's Boy
List to the ring of the midnight song! 'Tis somebody's boy; The winds give to every wild echo a tongue. Yes, somebody's boy; The witch of the revel has waved her wand Over somebody's boy; And the spirit of evil has clas... Sunshine
The sun shines on forever Though clouds may hide his face; His brightness and his glory The whole wide world may trace For clouds are naught but vapor Whose fleecy veils unfold, And softest silver lining We then with jo... Tell It Again Mother
"Tell it again, Mother, Tell it again,"-- No matter what story she told We children, would cry, In the days gone by. Before our years were old. "Tell it again, Mother, Tell it again,"-- No matter how weary and ... Tell Mother
'Tis wrong, my dear, to do a thing That mother must not know; And when your playmates, old or young, Shall tell you thus to do, Leave them at once, and quickly come To your dear Mother's side, And tell her,--for she'll know wh... The Bank-swallows
In a village of Bank-Swallows, You will find so many a nest, "That you scarce can tell their number Nor which one of them is best." In the sand-hill, see the openings, Round or oval odd-shaped, some, Size and form depe... The Bear A Blessing
To people of Kamtschatka, The bear a blessing proves; His skin forms beds and coverlets, And bonnets, shoes, and gloves. His flesh and fat are dainties, And of his intestine, Is made a mask for warding off The glare o...