Part 1
RHYMES AND JINGLES
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_BY THE SAME AUTHOR:_
HANS BRINKER;
OR,
THE SILVER SKATES.
A STORY OF LIFE IN HOLLAND.
A New Edition, with Illustrations.
One vol, 12mo, cloth $1.50.
_Sent, post-paid, on receipt of price by the Publishers_,
SCRIBNER, ARMSTRONG, AND COMPANY 745 Broadway, New York.
RHYMES AND JINGLES
BY MARY MAPES DODGE AUTHOR OF "HANS BRINKER," ETC.
NEW YORK SCRIBNER, ARMSTRONG, AND COMPANY 1875
Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, BY SCRIBNER, ARMSTRONG, AND COMPANY, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C.
RIVERSIDE, CAMBRIDGE: ELECTROTYPED AND PRINTED BY H. O. HOUGHTON AND COMPANY.
TO THE CHILDREN.
TABLE OF CONTENTS.
PAGE ELFIN JACK 1 THE MAYOR OF SCUTTLETON 4 FIRE IN THE WINDOW 4 COUSIN JEREMY 5 THINKING ALOUD 6 "BYE, BABY, NIGHT IS COME" 8 SNOW 9 OH, WHERE ARE ALL THE GOOD LITTLE GIRLS? 9 CHRISTMAS BELLS 10 MY LADDIE 12 MARCH 12
GARDEN SONGS.
LITTLE GREEN HUMMER 14 GLUCK! GLUCK! 15 A LAD OF NANSOOK, A BALSAM-POD TOOK 16 I'D SEARCH THE WORLD OVER, FOR ONE FOUR-LEAVED CLOVER 16 FIND ME A STEM OF THE TIGER LILY 17 GOOD MISTRESS SUNDIAL 18 SOME ONE IN THE GARDEN 18 WIRE-LOCKS, CURLY-PATE, TANGLE, AND FLOSS 18 OLD BUM OF BUMBLEBY 19 UNDER THE WILLOW, OUT OF THE RAIN 19 LITTLE POLLY ALWAYS CLEVER 20 LIFT UP YOUR FACE, LITTLE DAISY! 21 I KNOW WHERE THERE'S A BEAUTIFUL SHOE 22 HOBBLEDY HOPS 23 BRIGHT LITTLE BUTTERCUP 24 THE ANTS 25 BURS 26 HOLLYHOCK, HOLLYHOCK, BEND FOR ME! 27 THE EVENING PRIMROSE 28 HO, DANDELION! MY LIGHTSOME FELLOW! 28
SONG OF SUMMER 29 LITTLE BEGINNINGS 30 MOONEY AND BLACKY 31 THE MOON CAME LATE TO A LONESOME BOG 32 JOHNNY THE STOUT 32 A FARMER IN BUNGLETON HAD A COLT 34 THE DRINKING-PAN 35 THE SHREWD LAD OF COOLOO 36 THERE WAS A FINE YOUTH OF PIKE'S PEAK 36 STOCKING SONG ON CHRISTMAS EVE 37 IN TRUST 38 A SONG OF ST. NICHOLAS 39 FLOWERS 41 THE LITTLE MOTHER 43 AMONG THE ANIMALS 44 OLD DOCTOR PAFF 45 THE LITTLE GIRL WHO WOULDN'T EAT CRUSTS 46 POOR LITTLE TODDLEKINS 47 SONG OF THE DUCKS 49 THAT'S WHAT WE'D DO 50 LITTLE PIPKIN 52 AN APRIL MAIDEN 52 THERE'S A FRAGRANCE IN THE BLOSSOM 53 WAKE UP, BIRDIE! 54 THE DIFFERENCE (THREE OLD LADIES) 55 BILLY BOY 58 SHEPHERD JOHN 60 MY WEEK 62 BABY IN DREAMLAND 64 THANKSGIVING 66 BIRDIE'S BIRTHDAY 68 THE STAR FAMILY 69 AS I WAS GOING 70 TWO LITTLE FROGGIES 70 ONE AND ONE 72 BIRDIES WITH BROKEN WINGS 73 WILLIE'S LODGER 74 FOUR LITTLE PIGGIES BOUND FOR A FROLIC 76 SPINNING YOUR TOP 76 GOOD MORNING! 78 LADY BIRD AND DADDY LONGLEGS 79 WOULDN'T AND WOULD 80 NELL AND HER BIRD 82 THERE WAS AN OLD WEATHER-VANE 84 DUMPY DICKY 84 HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS, GOOD NEIGHBOR? 85 THE NEW SLATE 87 LITTLE POT SOON HOT 89 NELL'S NOTIONS 90 NEVER A NIGHT SO DARK AND DREAR 91 SNOW, SNOW, EVERYWHERE 92 SOME ONE WE CANNOT HEAR 93 A STRANGER IN THE PEW 93 THE QUEEN O' MAY 96 PUSSY'S CLASS 98 TWISTAN, TURNEM, LET ME SEE 100 WANDERING JOE 100 WHETHER FAIR, WHETHER FOUL 101 THE RATS 102 IN THE WOOD 106 COMB MUSIC 108 IN THE BASKET 110 COMING 110 THE DAINTY MISS ROSE 112 POOR LITTLE MOUSIE 115 WAITING FOR FATHER 117 WHAT SHALL I BUY? 118 RUT-A-TUT-TUTS 119 HALLOO, OLD SCUTTLE, WHERE'S YOUR COAL? 120 OH NO! 120 THE SANDMAN 122 TROUBLE IN THE GREENHOUSE 125 TEN KINDS 126 HAVE YOU APPLES, GOOD GROCER? 127 THE OLD WOMAN OF WIGG 128 THE BRAVE KNIGHT OF LORRAINE 128 THE OLD DOCTOR OF BRILLE 129 FAIRY TALES 130 OLD CAN AN' MUST 133 MOTHERLESS 133 OLD SIMON 137 THE LITTLE MOTE 138 WHEN I WAS LITTLE 138 WHAT MAKES BABY BRAVE AND BRIGHT? 139 THE ALPHABET 140 EARLY TO BED AND EARLY TO RISE 142 THE COOK'S LITTLE BOY 142 HARRY 144 THREE WAYS 145 TOM OF CLAPHAM 146 WHAT THEY SAY 146 ONE STEP, TWO STEP 147 MELONS 148 HOW MANY THINGS IN MY POCKET? 150 THE GALLANT OUTRIDERS 151 BUSY BEE! BUSY BEE! 153 DOBBIN'S FRIEND 155 THE WAY TO DO IT 156 WILLY AND HIS PIPE 158 I HAD A LITTLE SCOTCHMAN 160 TROTTERY, TROTTERY 161 LAZY LOU 161 UP IN THE MORNING EARLY 162 PINS IN THE CARPET, TACKS IN THE FLOOR 162 IF PUSSY WERE MADE OF LEATHER 163 BE CAREFUL 164 FARM LESSONS 165 OUT OF THE GROUND 166 POOR CROW! 170 THE WOODEN HORSE 171 TINKER, COME BRING YOUR SOLDER 173 THERE WAS A RARE BOY 173 TAKING TIME TO GROW 174 THE NAUGHTY BOY 176 LITTLE MISS LIMBERKIN 178 THE FROG WHO WOULDN'T A WOOING GO 179 THE STUBBORN BOOT 190 THE LITTLE DUTCHMAN 192 A BIRTHDAY 193 THE PIG AND THE LARK 196 THE WELL-MEANING FROG 196 THE FROST KING 199 AFTER THE WINTER 201 LITTLE WHIMPY 204 NIGHT AND DAY 206 AT THE WINDOW 206 OUT OF THE SHELL 208 BEES IN THE MANGER 209 BABY NELL 209 LEMONS FOR MOLLY 210 JAMIE'S TROUBLES 210 JEAN AND KITTY 211 DOGGIE'S TRICKS 212 A SONG FOR BERTIE 214 A COMMON MISTAKE 214 LITTLE MINNIE STOWE 215 LETTING THE OLD CAT DIE 216 WHAT SHALL WE TAKE TO BOSTON? 219 WASHING DAY 220 TROTTY MALONE 222 DON'T TRUST CHATTER 222 RED AND WHITE 223 THE THIRD OF JULY 227 WHEN I AM BIG 229 WIND FOR THE TREE TOP 229 HERE ARE PLENTY OF SHELLS 229 LITTLE BELL DREER AND THE DISH-COVER 230 MASTER TREMBLE'S ADVENTURE 232 HARK! MY CHILDREN 235 THE KITTEN PICTURE 236 SOME ARE STARVING 237 THE TERRIBLE BALL 238 A BIRTHDAY RHYME 243 THE GIRL ACROSS THE WAY 245 WILLIE 247 IF COWS WORE SATIN SLIPPERS 250 BUMBLE BRAMBLE 250 NOBODY NEAR HIM, ALL IN THE DARK 250 OH NO, 'TISN'T SO 251 THE SUN AND THE STARS 251 LEARNING TO PRAY 254 BENNY'S BUTTONS 256 WHAT WAS THE MOON A-SPYING? 257 A NURSERY RHYME FOR BIG FOLKS 257 FIRE FLIES 259 FULFILLMENT 261 RESOLUTION 262 HOW THE NEW YEAR CAME 264 THE WIND AND THE MOON 268 CHILDREN'S HYMN 270
RHYMES AND JINGLES.
ELFIN JACK, THE GIANT-KILLER.
DO not think the story Of the giant-killer's glory Is known and cherished only by yourselves, O, my dears;
For his deeds so daring, And his trick of scaring All his foes, are quite familiar to the elves, It appears.
In the starlight, tender-- In the moonlight's splendor Do they gather and recount every deed, It is said; How he met a hornet, Who was playing on a cornet, Out of tune; and he slew him with a reed,-- Slew him dead!
How, growing ever bolder, With his reed upon his shoulder, And an acorn-shield upon his little arm Well equipped-- He sought a mighty giant, Who was known as "Worm, the pliant," And after giving battle, fierce and warm, Left him whipped.
How he saw a spider With her victim, dead, inside her, Told her, in a voice of fury, to begone From his sight; How he killed her when she'd risen To her cruel, fatal prison, And nobly freed her captives, so forlorn,-- Gallant knight!
Ah, but the elves are proudest, And ring his praises loudest, When telling of a snail, grim and hoary, In his mail.
With those fearful horns before him, Jack gallantly upbore him, And killed him with a thrust (to his glory) In the tail!
List in the starlight, tender,-- List in the moonlight's splendor,-- For a whirring, like hurrahing, in the glen, Far and near. 'Tis the elves who, looking back To their giant-killer, Jack, Tell his story to each other, funny men! With a cheer.
THE MAYOR OF SCUTTLETON.
THE Mayor of Scuttleton burned his nose Trying to warm his copper toes; He lost his money and spoiled his will By signing his name with an icicle-quill; He went bare-headed, and held his breath, And frightened his grandame most to death; He loaded a shovel, and tried to shoot, And killed the calf in the leg of his boot; He melted a snow-bird, and formed the habit Of dancing jigs with a sad Welsh rabbit; He lived on taffy, and taxed the town; And read his newspaper upside down; Then he sighed, and hung his hat on a feather, And bade the townspeople come together; But the worst of it all was, nobody knew What the Mayor of Scuttleton next would do.
FIRE in the window! flashes in the pane! Fire on the roof-top! blazing weather-vane! Turn about, weather-vane! put the fire out! The sun's going down, sir, I haven't a doubt.
HE came behind me, and covered my eyes, "Who is this?" growled he, so sly, "Why, Cousin Jeremy, how can I tell, When my eyes are shut?" said I.
LITTLE Jenny with a pail Tripping to the spring; Little Jack astride a rail Laughed to hear her sing.
Little Jenny softly said, "I'm tired as I can be." But Jack was sure that the little maid Said, "Carry my pail for me."
BYE, baby, night is come, And the sun is going home Bye, baby, bye! All the flowers have shut their eyes; On the grass a shadow lies; Bye, baby, bye!
Bye, baby, birds are sleeping; One by one the stars are peeping; Bye, baby, bye! In the far-off sky they twinkle, While the cows come tinkle, tinkle; Bye, baby, bye!
Bye, baby, mother holds thee; Loving, tender care infolds thee; Bye, baby, bye! Angels in thy dreams caress thee; Through the darkness guard and bless thee; Bye, baby, bye!
SNOW.
LITTLE white feathers, filling the air-- Little white feathers! how came ye there? "We came from the cloud-birds sailing so high; They're shaking their white wings up in the sky."
Little white feathers, how swift you go! Little white feathers, I love you so! "We are swift because we have work to do; But hold up your face, and we'll kiss you true."
OH, where are all the good little girls,-- Where are they all to-day? And where are all the good little boys? Tell me, somebody, pray. Safe in their fathers' and mothers' hearts The girls are stowed away; And where the girls are, look for the boys,-- Or so I've heard folk say.
CHRISTMAS BELLS.
ONE Christmas Eve a little maid Into a fire-lit parlor strayed; And there on a chair lay the pretty song Her sister had sung her,--Dingle-dong! That rang like Christmas bells. Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! So sweet and clear, so warm and strong Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! Merry Christmas bells.
"I'll play it!" said the little maid; "The blaze is bright, I'm not afraid! I'll play it on the chair, and sing." So down she sat, and dingle, ting, The ready Christmas bells, Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! Sounded forth so sweet and long,-- Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! Happy Christmas bells.
"It's darker!" thought the little maid; "But never mind, I'm not afraid! For Jesus once, in Galilee, Was just a little child like me. He loves the Christmas bells." Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! O baby voice! so sweet and strong! Dingle, dingle, ting, dong! Holy Christmas bells!
MY LADDIE.
OH! have you seen my laddie? His heart is true and kind; His cheeks are fresh and rosy, His hair floats on the wind.
He's a brave and lightsome laddie, On honest toil intent. Oh! we had some words this morning, And I don't know where he went.
You'll know if he's my laddie By the twinkle in his ee When you whisper to him softly That he may come to me.
MARCH.
IN the snowing and the blowing, In the cruel sleet, Little flowers begin their growing Far beneath our feet. Softly taps the Spring, and cheerly,-- "Darlings, are you here?" Till they answer, "We are nearly, Nearly ready, dear."
"Where is Winter, with his snowing? Tell us, Spring," they say. Then she answers, "He is going, Going on his way. Poor old Winter does not love you; But his time is past; Soon my birds shall sing above you,-- Set you free at last."
GARDEN SONGS.
LITTLE green Hummer Was born in the summer; His coat was as bright As the emerald's light. Short was his song, Though his bill it was long; His weight altogether Not more than a feather. From dipping his head In the sunset red, And gilding his side In its fiery tide, He gleamed like a jewel, And darted around, 'Twixt sunlight and starlight, Ne'er touching the ground. Now over a blossom, Now under, now in it; Here, there, and everywhere, All in a minute. Ah! never he cared Who wondered and stared,-- His life was completeness Of pleasure and sweetness; He revelled in lightness, In fleetness and brightness, This sweet little Hummer That came with the summer.
GLUCK! gluck! From under a log, Squatting and leaping, comes Flucky the Frog. Wide is his mouth, and spreading his toes; Very elastic and shiny his clothes; Though lofty his jumpings and brazen his stare, He sees not the Hummer that flits in the air.
A LAD of Nansook A balsam-pod took, And he pressed the ends with a will; The sudden report Was capital sport, And the seeds they are flying still.
OH, I'd search the world over For one four-leaved clover! Bend low, pretty grass, bend low! Jump, little crickets! and tumble, you bees! Green little grasshoppers, limber your knees! There's one hidden somewhere, I know.
SUNLIGHT or starlight, Tilly, my nilly, Find me a stem Of the tiger-lily; I'll fill it full From the fountain there And spirt the water Over your hair!
"GOOD Mistress Sundial, what's the hour?" "Alack! to tell you I haven't power. It rains; and I only can work, you see, When the sun is casting his light upon me. I'm nothing at all but a senseless block Whenever his beautiful rays depart; But ask my neighbor, the Four-o'clock; _She_ carries the time o' day in her heart."
SOME one in the garden murmurs all the day; Some one in the garden moans the night away; Deep in the pine-trees, hidden from our sight, He murmurs all day, and moans all the night.
WIRE-LOCKS, Curly-pate, Tangle, and Floss, To make some fine curls they were quite at a loss, Till they found them a field of the bright dandelion, And made the green ringlets with only half trying.
OLD BUM of Bumbleby bumped his nose, Trying to light on a damask rose; He bumped his nose, but he didn't care As he pitched about in the dizzy air. Whenever he tried to his love to fly, He would shoot ahead and pass her by; So he tumbled at last on a larkspur near, And buzzed his business into her ear.
Under the willow, out of the rain, We'll string us many a lilac chain, Shining and sweet, and fair to see, Some for my darling and some for me.
LITTLE Polly, always clever, Takes a leaf of live-forever; Before you know it You see her blow it, A gossamer sack With a velvet back. How big it grows As she puffs and blows! But have a care, It is full of air. Ere Polly will stop It'll crack with a pop; And that's the end of the live-forever; But little Polly is very clever.
"LIFT UP YOUR FACE, LITTLE DAISY."
LIFT up your face, little daisy, pray; I can't stand here in the grass all day. Jamie sent me, and Jamie is sick. He says you are far too sweet to pick, But he gave me something to give to you; So hold up your cheek, little daisy, do.
I KNOW where there's a beautiful shoe, Tiny and sweet, and ready for you; It hides away in the balsam-flower, But I'll find you a pair in less than an hour.