Part 2 (2/2)

”I would not rob a bird!”

Said little Mary Green, ”I think I never heard Of anything so mean!”

”It's very cruel, too,”

Said little Alice Neal, ”I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel.”

A little boy hung down his head, And went and hid behind the bed: For he stole that pretty nest From little Yellow-Breast; And he felt so full of shame He did not like to tell his name.

--_Anon._

TWO LITTLE HANDS.

Two little hands so soft and white, This is the left--this is the right.

Five little fingers stand on each, So I can hold a plum or a peach.

But if I should grow as old as you Lots of little things these hands can do.

--_Anon._

THE DANDELION.

O dandelion yellow as gold, What do you do all day?

I just wait here in the tall green gra.s.s Till the children come to play.

O dandelion yellow as gold, What do you do all night?

I wait and wait till the cool dews fall And my hair grows long and white.

And what do you do when your hair is white And the children come to play?

They take me up in their dimpled hands And blow my hair away.

--_Anon._

A MILLION LITTLE DIAMONDS.

A million little diamonds Twinkled on the trees; And all the little maidens said, ”A jewel, if you please!”

But while they held their hands outstretched To catch the diamonds gay, A million little sunbeams came And stole them all away.

--_M. T. b.u.t.ts._

DAISY NURSES.

The daisies white are nursery maids with frills upon their caps; And daisy buds are little babes they tend upon their laps.

Sing ”Heigh-ho!” while the winds sweep low, Both nurses and babies are nodding JUST SO.

The daisy babies never cry, the nurses never scold; They never crush the dainty frills about their cheeks of gold; But pure and white, in gay sunlight They're nid-nodding--pretty sight.

The daisies love the golden sun, upon the clear blue sky, He gazes kindly down on them and winks his jolly eye; While soft and low, all in a row, Both nurses and babies are nodding JUST SO.

--_Anon._

DANDELIONS.

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