The Adventures of A Brownie: As Told to My Child by Miss MulockCraik, Dinah Maria Mulock
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The Adventures of A Brownie: As Told to My Child by Miss Mulock
Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock
Children's poetry; Fairies -- Juvenile fiction
O busy, happy children!
That light French heart of yours,
Would it might sometimes enter at
Our solemn English doors!
Would that we worked as gaily,
And played, yes, played as well,
And lived our lives as simply
As Monsieur et Mademoiselle.
[Illustration]
YOUNG DANDELION
YOUNG Dandelion
On a hedge-side,
Said young Dandelion,
"Who'll be my bride?
"I'm a bold fellow
As ever was seen,
With my shield of yellow,
In the grass green.
"You may uproot me,
From field and from lane,
Trample me, cut me,--
I spring up again.
"I never flinch, Sir,
Wherever I dwell;
Give me an inch, Sir.
I'll soon take an ell.
"Drive me from garden
In anger and pride,
I'll thrive and harden
By the road-side.
"Not a bit fearful,
Showing my face,
Always so cheerful
In every place."
Said young Dandelion,
With a sweet air,
"I have my eye on
Miss Daisy fair.
"Though we may tarry
Till past the cold,
Her I will marry
Ere I grow old.
"I will protect her
From all kinds of harm,
Feed her with nectar,
Shelter her warm.
"Whate'er the weather,
Let it go by;
We'll hold together,
Daisy and I.
"I'll ne'er give in,--no!
Nothing I fear:
All that I win, O!
I'll keep for my dear."
Said young Dandelion
On his hedge-side,
"Who'll me rely on?
Who'll be my bride?"
A SEPTEMBER ROBIN
MY eyes are full, my silent heart is stirred,
Amid these days so bright
Of ceaseless warmth and light;
Summer that will not die,
Autumn, without one sigh
O'er sweet hours passing by--
Cometh that tender note
Out of thy tiny throat,
Like grief, or love, insisting to be heard,
O little plaintive bird!
No need of word
Well know I all your tale--forgotten bird!
Soon you and I together
Must face the winter weather,
Remembering how we sung
Our primrose fields among,
In days when life was young;
Now, all is growing old,
And the warm earth's a-cold,
Still, with brave heart we'll sing on, little bird,
Sing only. Not one word.
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Transcriber's Notes:
Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
Text uses both tablecloth and table-cloth.
Page 8, "tidiness,and" changed to "tidiness, and" (liked tidiness, and)
Page 12, "agan" changed to "again" (to the table again)
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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