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If All The World Were Paper
I Had A Little Pony
In A Garden
In The Field
In The Wood
I Saw A Ship A-Sailing

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If All The World Were Paper


If all the world were paper,
And all the sea were ink,
If all the trees
Were bread and cheese,
What should we have to drink?



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I Had A Little Pony


I had a little pony
His name was Dapple Gray
I lent him to a lady,
to ride a mile away.

She whipped him
and she slashed him
She rode him through the mire

I would not lend my pony now
For all the lady's hire.



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In A Garden
Algernon Charles Swinburne


Baby, see the flowers!
Baby sees
Fairer things than these,
Fairer though they be than dreams of ours.

Baby, hear the birds!
Baby knows
Better songs than those,
Sweeter though they sound than sweetest words.

Baby, see the moon!
Baby's eyes
Laugh to watch it rise,
Answering light with love and night with noon.

Baby, hear the sea!
Baby's face
Takes a graver grace,
Touched with wonder what the sound may be.

Baby, see the star!
Baby's hand
Opens, warm and bland,
Calm in claim of all things fair that are.

Baby, hear the bells!
Baby's head
Bows, as ripe for bed,
Now the flowers curl round and close their cells.

Baby, flower of light,
Sleep, and see
Brighter dreams than we,
Till good day shall smile away good night.



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In The Field


Shade me, pretty buttercup,
Lift your golden goblet up;
I am only a poor spider,
Who has no one else to hide her:
Since my house was swept away
I've been wandering all day!



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In The Wood


Said the rabbits to the foxglove,
"Don't you wish that you could scramble
In and out of lofty hedges,
Shady bracken, trailing bramble?

"When our play-time is beginning,
And the grasses make long shadows,
Don't you wish that you could join us
Cutting capers in the meadows?"



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I Saw A Ship A-Sailing


I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea.
And, oh, but it was laden
With pretty things for thee.

There were comfits in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk
And the masts were all of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors
That stood between the decks,
Were four-and-twenty white mice
With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck
With a packet on his back,
The captain said, "Quack! Quack!"



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