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MICHIGAN
STATE BOARD OF LIBRARY COMMISSIONERS

83

POEMS

ARRANGED BY GRADES AND RECOMMENDED FOR READING

AND MEMORIZING

SECOND EDITION, REVISED AND ENLARGED

LANBING, MICHIGAN

1915

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GRADED POEMS

HAPPY THOUGHT

The world is so full of a number of things,
I'm sure we should all be as happy as Kings.

Robert Louis Stevenson

First Grade

THE LAMPLIGHTER

My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;
It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;
For every night at tea time and before you take your seat,
With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.
Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,
And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be,
But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do,
O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!
For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,
And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;
And O! before you hurry by with ladder and with light,
O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!

Robert Louis Stevenson

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THE LOST DOLL

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I once had a sweet little doll, dears,

The prettiest doll in the world;
Her cheeks were so red and white, dears,

And her hair was so charmingly curled.
But I lost my poor little doll, dears,

As I played on the heath one day;
And I cried for her more than a week, dears,

But I never could find where she lay.

I found my poor little doll, dears,

As I played on the heath one day;
Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,

For her paint is all washed away,
And her arms trodden off by the cows, dears,

And her hair not the least bit curled;
Yet for old sake's sake, she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.

Charles Kingsley 30037)

LULLABY SONG

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Thy father watches the sheep,
Thy mother is shaking the dreamland tree,
And down falls a little dream on thee.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!

The large stars are the sheep, The little stars are lambs, I guess, The fair moon is the shepherdess.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Our Saviour loves His sheep;
He is the Lamb of God on high,
Who for our sakes came down to die.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!

I'll buy for thee a sheep,
With a golden bell so fine to see,
And it shall frisk and play with thee.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!

And cry not like a sheep;
Else will the sheep dog bark and whine,
And bite this naughty child of mine.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Away and tend the sheep;
Away then, black dog, fierce and wild,
And do not wake my little child.
Sleep, baby, sleep!

Elizabeth Prentiss from the German

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