Part 34 (2/2)
Ting! ting! the bells ring, Jiggle joggle, jiggle joggle!
Ting! ting! the bells ring, Jiggle joggle jee!
Ring for joy because we go Riding with the locomo, Loky moky poky stoky Smoky choky chee!
Look! how the trees run, Jiggle joggle, jiggle joggle!
Each chasing t'other one, Jiggle joggle jee!
Are they running for to go Riding with the locomo?
Loky moky poky stoky Smoky choky chee!
Over the hills now, Jiggle joggle, jiggle joggle!
Down through the vale below, Jiggle joggle jee!
All the cows and horses run, Crying, ”Won't you take us on, Loky moky poky stoky Smoky choky chee?”
So, so, the miles go, Jiggle joggle, jiggle joggle!
Now it's fast and now it's slow, Jiggle joggle jee!
When we're at our journey's end, Say good-by to snorting friend, Loky moky poky stoky Smoky choky chee!
THE FLAG IN THE SCHOOLROOM.
[_Written for the Central Street Grammar School, Gardiner, Me., Dec. 20, 1880._]
G.o.ddess Freedom, look abroad From thy snowy mount to-night!
In all thy realm so fair and broad, Thou shalt not see a fairer sight.
Youthful hearts, so glad and free, Paying homage due to thee: Youthful voices, fresh and strong, Singing thine immortal song.
As the stars with many a ray Deck thy banner's azure field, So these children stand to-day, Stars of hope upon thy s.h.i.+eld.
May each boy, to manhood grown, Ever, Freedom, be thine own; Now thy nursling, frail and tender, Then thy strength and thy defender.
In the years that are to come, Be they dark or be they bright, Make in these young hearts thy home, Raise them to thy lofty height.
Keep them still, in manhood's glow, Pure as is our northern snow; Keep their faith, till life be done, Bright as is our northern sun!
JOHNNY JUMP-UP.
Who wakes earliest in the morn?
Sure you'll think it is the lark, Who before the daylight's born, Rises singing through the dark.
But though sweet the lark may carol, Early to his mate may call, Johnny Jump-up, Johnny Jump-up, Carols loud before them all.
Who wakes latest in the night When the sun is gone to bed, When each tiny blossom bright Nods in sleep its pretty head?
Other babies all are sleeping, Mother's eyelids droop and fall.
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