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Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?
Over the sea.

Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?
All that love me.

RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES.

(LORD HOUGHTON).

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THE NEW MOON.

O MOTHER, how pretty the moon looks to-night!
She was never so cunning 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,
We'd rock in it nicely, you'd 2 see;

We'd sit in the middle, and hold by both ends:
Oh, what a bright cradle 'twould be!

We'd call to the stars to keep out of the way,
Lest we should rock over their toes;

And then we 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'd see the sun set, and see the sun rise,

And on the next rainbow come home.

MRS. FOLLEN.

1 we'd, we would.

2 you'd, you would.

3 'twould, it would.

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SPRING SONG.

THE spring is come!
The spring is come!
Again the earth rejoices;
All streams and rills,
And green-clad hills,
Lift up their cheerful voices.

The spring is come!

The spring is come!

The merry birds are singing;

And in the grass,

Where'er we pass,

The daisies white are springing.

The spring is come!

The spring is come!

The soft south wind is blowing;

And in the dell 1

Where violets dwell,

We hear the brooklet 2 flowing.

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THE CHILD'S MAY SONG.

A MERRY little maiden,

In the merry month of May, Came tripping o'er the meadow, As she sang this merry lay3:

1 dell, little valley.

2 brooklet, little brook.

8 lay, song.

"I'm a merry little maiden:
My heart is light and gay;
And I love the sunny weather
In the merry month of May.

"I love the pretty lambkins1
That gayly sport and play,
And make such frolic gambols
In the merry month of May.

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And sing me such a blithe song

In the merry month of May.

"I love the blooming flowers
That grow on bank and brae,"
And with them weave my garlands
In the merry month of May.

"I love my little sisters

And my brothers every day;
And I seem to love them better
In the merry month of May."

1 lambkins, little lambs.

2 frolic gambols, playful leaps.

8 spray, small branch, sprig. 4 blithe (th as in this), joyful.

5 brae, slope of a hill.

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THANK YOU, PRETTY COW.

THANK you, pretty cow, that made
Pleasant milk to soak my bread,
Every day and every night,

Warm and sweet, and fresh and white.

Do not chew the hemlock rank1
Growing on the weedy bank
But the yellow cowslips eat:
They will make it very sweet.

Where the bubbling water flows,
Where the purple violet grows,
Where the grass is fresh and fine,
Pretty cow, go there and dine.

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THE WIND.

I AM the wind,

JANE TAYLOR.

And I come very fast:
Through the tall wood

I blow a loud blast.

Sometimes I am soft

As a sweet, gentle child;
I play with the flowers,
Am quiet and mild:

1 rank, coarse, large.

And then out so loud
All at once I can roar;
If you wish to be quiet,
Close window and door.

I am the wind,

And I come very fast:
Through the tall wood

I blow a loud blast.

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THE NORTH WIND.

THE north wind doth blow, and we shall have snow, And what will the Robin do then, poor thing? He'll sit in a barn,' and keep himself warm,

And hide his head under his wing, poor thing!

The north wind doth blow, and we shall have

snow;

And what will the Swallow do then, poor thing? Oh! do you not know that he's gone long ago To a country much warmer than ours?-poor thing!

The north wind doth blow, and we shall have

snow;

And what will the Honey-bee do, poor thing? In his hive he will stay till the cold's gone away, And then he'll come out in the spring, poor thing!

1 The English robin stays in barns during winter; the American robin goes to a warmer country.

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