A Treasury of Poems for Children

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Set sail with "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" and "The Owl and the Pussy-Cat," and gaze in wonder at the night sky with "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star." Stroll the beach with "The Walrus and the Carpenter," and experience the magic of Christmas with "A Visit from St. Nicholas." This enchanting collection of childhood verse features these and nearly 100 other classic poems, illustrated by a master of the Art Nouveau style.
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Set sail with "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" and "The Owl and the Pussy-Cat," and gaze in wonder at the night sky with "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star." Stroll the beach with "The Walrus and the Carpenter," and experience the magic of Christmas with "A Visit from St. Nicholas." This enchanting collection of childhood verse features these and nearly 100 other classic poems, illustrated by a master of the Art Nouveau style.
With his fine eye for intricate detail and boundless enthusiasm for the fantastic, Willy Pogány perfectly captures the charm of these beloved verses in color and black-and-white images. Favorite poems include the works of William Blake, Robert Louis Stevenson, Lewis Carroll, George MacDonald, and other great poets. Includes a selection from the Common Core State Standards Initiative: "The Owl and the Pussycat."
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  • ISBN-13: 9780486473765
  • Publisher: Dover Publications
  • Publication date: 1/14/2010
  • Series: Dover Children's Classics Series
  • Pages: 272
  • Product dimensions: 5.30 (w) x 7.90 (h) x 0.60 (d)

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A Treasury of Poems for Children


By M. G. Edgar, Willy Pogány

Dover Publications, Inc.

Copyright © 2009 Dover Publications, Inc.
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-486-11750-8



CHAPTER 1

    Foreign Lands


    Up into the cherry tree
    Who should climb but little me?
    I held the trunk with both my hands
    And looked abroad on foreign lands.


    I saw the next door garden lie,
    Adorned with flowers, before my eye,
    And many pleasant places more
    That I had never seen before.


    I saw the dimpling river pass
    And be the sun's blue looking-glass;
    The dusty roads go up and down
    With people tramping in to town.


    If I could find a higher tree
    Farther and farther I should see,
    To where the grown-up river slips
    Into the sun among the ships,


    To where the roads on either hand
    Lead onward into fairy land,
    Where all the children dine at five,
    And all the playthings come alive.

    Robert, Louis Stevenson


    The Free Buds


    Rock-A-By, Baby,
    Up in a tree,
    Rock-a-by, baby,
    What can we see?


    Little brown cradles?
    Yes, that is all;
    Little brown cradles
    Never will fall.


    Where are the babies?
    Oh! they are there,
    Tucked in their blankets
    Away from the air.


    Dear little nurslings,
    Quiet all day,
    In their green nightgowns
    Folded away.


    North wind is piping
    Loud lullaby;
    He couldn't soften
    His voice, did he try.


    Sleep till the springtime
    Brightens the sky.
    Little leaf babies,
    We love you. Good-bye.

    Kate Louise Brown


    Song time ago


    ONCE there was a little kitty,
    White as the snow;
    In a barn she used to frolic
    Long time ago.


    In the barn a little mousie
    Ran to and fro,
    For she heard the little kitty
    Long time ago.


    Two black eyes had little kitty,
    Black as a sloe;
    And they spied the little mousie
    Long time ago.


    Four soft paws had little kitty,
    Paws soft as snow;
    And they caught the little mousie
    Long time ago.


    Nine pearl teeth had little kitty,
    All in a row;
    And they bit the little mousie
    Long time ago.


    When the teeth bit little mousie,
    Mousie cried out, "Oh!"
    But she slipped away from kitty
    Long time ago. Unknown

    Unknown


    She was a Treasure


    SHE was a treasure; she was a
    sweet;
    She was the darling of the Army
    and the Fleet!


    When—she—smiled
    The crews of the line-of-battle ships went
    wild!


    When—she—cried—
    Whole regiments reversed their arms and
    sighed!


    When she was sick, for her sake
    The Queen took off her crown and sobbed as
    if her heart would break.

    William Canton


    Daisies


    AT evening when I go to bed
    I see the stars shine overhead;
    They are the little daisies white
    That dot the meadow of the
    night.


    And often while I m dreaming so,
    Across the sky the moon will go;
    It is a lady, sweet and fair,
    Who comes to gather daisies there.


    For, when at morning I arise,
    There's not a star left in the skies;
    She's picked them all and dropped them
    down
    Into the meadows of the town.

    Frank Dempster Sherman


    The Rainbow Fairies


    TWO little clouds one summer's
    day
    Went flying through the sky.
    They went so fast they bumped
    their heads,
    And both began to cry.


    Old Father Sun looked out and said,
    "Oh, never mind, my dears,
    I'll send my little fairy folk
    To dry your falling tears."


    One fairy came in violet,
    And one in indigo,
    In blue, green, yellow, orange, red,—
    They made a pretty row.


    They wiped the cloud tears all away,
    And then, from out the sky,
    Upon a line the sunbeams made,
    They hung their gowns to dry.

    Lizzie M. Hadley


    The NEW MOON


    DEAR mother, how pretty
    The moon looks to-night!
    She was never so lovely before;
    Her two little horns
    Are so sharp and so bright,
    I hope she'll not grow any more.


    If I were up there
    With you and my friends,
    I'd rock in it nicely you'd see,
    I'd sit in the middle
    And hold by both ends;
    Oh, what a bright cradle 'twould be!


    I would call to the stars
    To keep out of the way,
    Lest we should rock over their toes;
    And there I would rock
    Till the dawn of the day,
    And see where the pretty moon goes.


    And there we would stay
    In the beautiful skies,
    And through the bright clouds we would
    roam;
    We would see the sun set,
    And see the sun rise,
    And on the next rainbow come home.

    Eliza L. C. Follen


    The Elf and the Dormouse


    UNDER a toadstool
    Crept a wee Elf,
    Out of the rain
    To shelter himself.


    Under the toadstool,
    Sound asleep,
    Sat a big Dormouse
    All in a heap.


    Good Gracious Me! Where Is My Toadstool?'


    Trembled the wee Elf,
    Frightened, and yet
    Fearing to fly away
    Lest he got wet.


    To the next shelter—
    Maybe a mile!
    Sudden the wee Elf
    Smiled a wee smile.


    Tugged till the toadstool
    Toppled in two.
    Holding it over him,
    Gaily he flew.


    Soon he was safe home,
    Dry as could be.
    Soon woke the Dormouse—
    "Good gracious me!


    "Where is my toadstool?"
    Loud he lamented.
    And that's how umbrellas
    First were Invented.

    Oliver Herford


    GOOD-NIGHT and GOODMORNING


    A Fair little girl sat under a tree,
    Sewing as long as her eyes could see:


    Then smoothed her work, and folded it right,
    And said, "Dear work, Good-Night! Good-Night!"


    Such a number of rooks came over her head,
    Crying, "Caw! caw!" on their way to bed:
    She said, as she watched their curious flight,
    "Little black things, Good-Night! Good-Night!"


    The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed,
    The sheep's "Bleat! bleat!" came over the
    road:
    All seeming to say, with a quiet delight,
    "Good little girl, Good-night! Good-night!"


    She did not say to the sun, "Good-night!"
    Though she saw him there like a ball of
    light;
    For she knew he had God's time to keep
    All over the world, and never could sleep.


    The tall pink foxglove bowed his head—
    The violet curtsied and went to bed;
    And good little Lucy tied up her hair,
    And said on her knees her favourite prayer.


    And while on her pillow she softly lay,
    She knew nothing more till again it was day:
    And all things said to the beautiful sun,
    "Good-Morning! Good-Morning! our work
    is begun!"

    Lord Houghton


    The Lost Doll


    I
ONCE had a sweet little doll,
    dears,
    The prettiest doll in the world;
    Her cheeks were so red and so
    white, dears,


    And her hair was so charmingly curled.
    But I lost my poor little doll, dears,
    As I played in the heath one day;
    And I cried for her more than a week, dears;
    But I never could find where she lay.


    I found my poor little doll, dears,
    As I played in the heath one day;
    Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,
    For her paint is all washed away,
    And her arms trodden off by the cows, dears,
    And her hair not the least bit curled:
    Yet for old sakes' sake she is still, dears,
    The prettiest doll in the world.

    Charles Kingsley


    one, two, three


    IT was an old, old, old, old lady,
    And a boy that was half-past
    three,
    And the way that they played
    together
    Was beautiful to see.


    She couldn't go romping and jumping,
    And the boy no more could he,
    For he was a thin little fellow,
    With a thin little twisted knee.


    They sat in the yellow sunlight,
    Out under the maple tree,
    And the game that they played I'll tell you,
    Just as it was told to me.


    It was Hide-and-Go-Seek they were playing
    Though you'd never have known it to be—
    With an old, old, old, old lady,
    And a boy with a twisted knee.


    The boy would bend his face down
    On his little sound right knee,
    And he guessed where she was hiding
    In guesses, One, Two, Three.


    "You are in the china closet!"
    He would laugh and cry with glee—
    It wasn't the china closet,
    But he still had Two and Three.


    "You are up in papa's big bedroom,
    In the chest with the queer old key,"
    And she said: "You are warm and warmer;
    But you are not quite right," said she.


    "It can't be the little cupboard
    Where mamma's things used to be—
    So it must be in the clothes-press, gran'ma,"
    And he found her with his Three.


    Then she covered her face with her fingers,
    That were wrinkled and white and wee,
    And she guessed where the boy was hiding,
    With a One and a Two and a Three.


    And they never had stirred from their places
    Right under the maple tree—
    This old, old, old, old lady
    And the boy with the lame little knee—
    This dear, dear, dear, dear old lady,
    And the boy who was half-past three.

    Henry Cuyler Bunner


    A Boy's Song


    WHERE the pools are bright and
    deep,
    Where the gray trout lies asleep,
    the river and o'er the lea—
    That's the way for Billy and me.


    Where the blackbird sings the latest,
    Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest,
    Where the nestlings chirp and flee—
    That's the way for Billy and me.


    Where the mowers mow the cleanest,
    Where the hay lies thick and greenest;
    There to trace the homeward bee—
    That's the way for Billy and me.


    Where the hazel bank is steepest,
    Where the shadow lies the deepest,
    Where the clustering nuts fall free—
    That's the way for Billy and me.


    Why the boys should drive away
    Little sweet maidens from the play,
    Or love to banter and fight so well,
    That's the thing I never could tell.


    But this I know: I love to play,
    Through the meadow, among the hay
    Up the water and o'er the lea,
    That's the way for Billy and me.

    James Hogg


    Dandelion


    I
SAW him peeping from my lawn,
    A tiny spot of yellow,
    His face was one substantial
    smile—
    The jolly little fellow.


    I think he wore a doublet green,
    His golden skirt tucked under;
    He carried, too, a sword so sharp
    That I could only wonder.


    "Are you a soldier, little man,
    You, with your face so sunny? "
    The fellow answered not a word;
    I thought it very funny.


    I left him there to guard my lawn
    From robins bent on plunder,
    The soldier lad with doublet green,
    His yellow skirt tucked under.


    The days passed on—one afternoon
    As I was out a-walking,
    Whom should I meet upon the lawn
    But soldier lad a-stalking.


    His head, alas! was white as snow,
    And it was all a-tremble;
    Ah! scarce did this old veteran
    My bonny lad resemble.


    I bent to speak with pitying word—
    Alas! for good intention;
    His snowy locks blew quite away—
    The rest we will not mention.

    Kate Louise Brown


    The Butterfly's Ball


    COME, take up your hats, and
    away let us haste
    To the Butterfly's Ball and the
    Grasshopper's Feast;
    The trumpeter, Gadfly, has summoned the
    crew,
    And the revels are now only waiting for you."


    So said little Robert, and pacing along,
    His merry companions came forth in a throng,
    And on the smooth grass by the side of a
    wood,
    Beneath a broad oak that for ages has stood,
    Saw the children of earth and the tenants of
    air
    For an evening's amusement together repair.


    And there came the Beetle, so blind and so
    black,
    Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his
    back;
    And there was the Gnat and the Dragon-fly
    too,
    With all their relations, green, orange, and
    blue.


    And there came the Moth, with his plumage
    of down,
    And the Hornet, in jacket of yellow and
    brown,
    Who with him the Wasp, his companion, did
    bring:
    They promised that evening to lay by their
    sting.


    And the sly little Dormouse crept out or his
    hole,
    And brought to the Feast his blind brother,
    the Mole.
    And the Snail, with his horns peeping out of
    his shell,
    Came from a great distance—the length of an
    ell.


    A mushroom their table, and on it was laid
    A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made.
    The viands were various, to each of their
    taste,
    And the Bee brought her honey to crown the
    repast.


    Then close on his haunches, so solemn and
    wise,
    The Frog from a corner looked up to the
    skies;
    And the Squirrel, well-pleased such diversions
    to see,
    Mounted high overhead and looked down from
    a tree.


    Then out came a Spider, with fingers so fine,
    To show his dexterity on the tight-line.
    From one branch to another his cobwebs he
    slung,
    Then quick as an arrow he darted along.


    But just in the middle—oh! shocking to
    tell,
    From his rope, in an instant, poor Harlequin
    fell.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from A Treasury of Poems for Children by M. G. Edgar, Willy Pogány. Copyright © 2009 Dover Publications, Inc.. Excerpted by permission of Dover Publications, Inc..
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Table of Contents

Contents

Title Page,
Copyright Page,
PREFATORY NOTE,
Foreign Lands,
The Free Buds,
Song time ago,
She was a Treasure,
Daisies,
The Rainbow Fairies,
The NEW MOON,
The Elf and the Dormouse,
GOODNIGHT and GOODMORNING,
The Lost Doll,
one, two, three,
A Boy's Song,
Dandelion,
The Butterfly's Ball,
wishing,
Putting the World to Bed,
Santa Claus,
Baby,
Twinkle, twinkle, Little Star,,
Wonderful World,
Buttercups and Daisies.,
A NURSERY SONG,
The WORLD'S MUSIC,
How doth the little busy Bee,
A Child's hymn,
Daffy-Down Dilly,
The Fairy Book,
Grasshopper Green,
I would like you for a comrade,
Little BelL.,
The Violet,
The Poppy,
Robin Redbreast,
How the Leaves came down,
A NIGHT WITH A WOLF,
To the Lady-Bird,
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod,
A Dream,
A Visit from St-Nicolas,
The Willow Man.,
The Spider and the Fly,
Baby Seed Song,
The Fairy Folk,
Water Jewels,
Chanticleer,
A SEA-SONG FROM THE SHORE,
Mustard and Cress,
Waking Up,
All Things Bright and Beautiful.,
The Brown Thrush,
The Lamplighter,
THE PEDLAR'S CARAVAN,
The Bird in a Cage,
Seven Times One,
Pretty Cow,
Discontent,
The LARK'S GRAVE,
BIRDS' NESTS,
Trees,
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat,
BIG SMITH,
The FAIRIES,
Answer to a Child's Question,
JOG ON, JOG ON,
Little Sorrow,
SUPPOSE,
Lullaby,
Cradle Song,
The Gray Doves'Answer,
How the little Kite learned to fly,
LITTLE GOTTLIEB - A Christmas .. Story ..,
A Prayer,
THE FOUR SUNBEAMS,
The Bee and the Lily,
Prince Tatters,
THE FROST,
SNOW in TOWN,
The Wood~Mouse,
Lullaby of an Infant Chief,
Among the Nuts,
A FRIEND IN THE GARDEN,
Queen Mab,
THE SHEPHERD,
The Lamb,
The Sea Princess,
The Little Land.,
THE WALRUS and THE Carpenter,
The Fairies of the Caldon Low,
A Good Thanksgiving,
Try again,
The Grey Squirrels,
The Wind and the Moon,
The Sandman,
EVENING SONG,

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