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The School Girl World's Best Free Poetry Public Domain Open Library Tale Tellers.

the schoolgirl by william henry venable from the world's best poetry volume 1 home and friendship part 2 redforlibrivox.org by jason in panama the schoolgirl from home sweet home the morning train brings to the city five days a week in sun or rain returning like a song's refrain a school girl pretty a wildflower's unaffected grace is dainty misses yet in her shy expressive face the touch of urban arts i trace and artifices no one but she and heaven knows of what she's thinking it may be either books or bow fine scholarship or stylish clothes percents or printing how happy must the household be this mourn who kissed her not everyone can make so free who sees her inly wishes she were his own sister how favorite is the book she cons the slate she uses the hat she lightly doffs and dawns the orient sun shade that she owns the desk she chooses is she familiar with the wars of julius caesar do crucibles in laden jars and browning and the moons of mars and euclid please her she studies music i opine oh day of knowledge and other mysteries divine of imitation or design taught in the college a charm attends her everywhere a sense of beauty care smiles to see her free of care the hard heart loves her unaware age pays her duty her innocence is panoply her weakness power the earth her guardian and the sky gods every star is her ally and every flower william henry venable end of poem this recording is in the public domain

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to my grandmother suggested by a picture by mr romney by frederick locker lampson

from the world's best poetry volume 1 home and friendship part 2 redforlibrivox.org by craig franklin to my grandmother

this relative of mine was she 79 when she died by the canvas may be seen how she looked at seventeen as a bride beneath the summer tree her maiden reverie has a charm her ringlets are in taste what an arm what a waste for an arm with her bridal wreath bouquet lace farthing gail and gay falbella were romney's limbing true what a lucky dog were you gran papa

her lips are sweet as love they are parting do they move are they dumb her eyes are blue and beam beseechingly in seem to say come what funny fancy slips from between these cherry lips whisper me sweet sorceress in paint what canon says i meant marry thee that good for nothing time has a confident sublime when i first saw this lady in my youth her winters had forsooth done their worst her locks as white as snow once shamed the swarthy crow by and by that fowl's avenging sprite set his cruel foot for spite near her eye her rounded form was lean and her silk was bombasine well i what with her needles would she sit and for hours would she knit would she not ah perishable clay her charms had dropped away one by one but if she heaved a sigh with a burden it was thy will be done in travail as in tears with the fardel of her years overpassed in mercy she was born where the weary and the warn are addressed oh if you now were there and sweet as once you were grandmama this nether world agrees will all the better please gran papa end of poem this recording is in the public domain

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sweet stream that whines by william calper from the world's best poetry volume 1 home and friendship part 2 read for librivox.org by jason in panama sweet stream that winds sweet stream that winds through yonder glade apt emblem of a virtuous maid silent and chaste she steals along far from the world's gay busy throng with gentle yet prevailing force intent upon her destined course graceful and useful all she does blessing and best wherever she goes pure bosomed as that watery glass and heaven reflected in her face william calper end of poem this recording is in the public domain

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in the season by robert louis stevenson from the world's best poetry volume 1 home and friendship part 2 read for librivox.org by sonia in the season it is the season now to go about the country high and low among the lilacs hand in hand and two by two in fairyland the brooding boy the sighing maid holy fain and half afraid now meet along the hazel brook to pass and linger pause and look a year ago and blightly paired their rough and tumble play they shared they kissed and quarreled laughed and cried a year ago at easter tide with bursting heart with fiery face she strove against him in the race he unabashed her garter saw that now would touch her skirts with all now by the style ablaze she stops and his demura eyes he drops now they exchange averted size or stand and marry silent eyes and he to her a hero is and sweeter she than primroses their common silence deer are far than nightingale and mavis are now when they sever wedded hands joy trembles in their bosom strands and lovely laughter leaps and falls upon their lips in madrigals

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A Girl of Pompey Edward Stanford Martin Best Poetry Recitals Free English Literature.
the panjandrum picture book by randolph called dickett this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org read by chad warner become lassies and lads come lassies and lads give leave of your dads underway to the maypool hay for every he has got him a shea with a minstrel standing by for willy has gotten his jill and johnny has gotten his job to jigget jigget jigget jigget jigget up and down strike up says what agreed says kate and i pretty fiddler play content says hodge and so says maj for this is a holiday then every man did put his hat off to his nose and every girl did kirchy kirchy kerchie on the grass begin says hall i i says maul we'll lead up packing stones pound no no says null and so says doll will first have cylinders round then every man began to fit it round about and every girl did jetted jetted jared in the night you're right says dick not eye says nick the fiddler played at false it is true says you and so says sue and so says nimble alice the fiddler then began to play the chin again and every girl did trip it trip it trip it to the man then after an hour they went to a bar and played for eel on cakes and kisses too until they were g the losses held the stakes the girls did then begin to quarrel with the men and beg them take their kisses back and give them their rune again now there they did stay the whole of the day and tired the fiddler quite with singing and playing without any paying for morning until night they told the fiddler then they'd pay him for his play and each at two pence two pence two pence gave him a one away good night says harry good night says mary good night says dolly to john goodnight says sue to her sweetheart hugh goodnight says everyone some walked and some did run some loitered on the way and bind themselves by kisses 12 to meet the next holiday ryder [ __ ] horse to banbury cross ride a [ __ ] horse to banbury cross to see a fine lady get on a white horse with rings on her fingers and bells on her toes she shall have music wherever she goes a farmer went trotting upon his grey mirror bumpity bumpity bump with his daughter behind him so rosie and fair lumpity lumped the lump a raven cried crook and they all tumbled down bumpity bumpity bump the mare broke her knees and the farmer has crying lump lumpery lump the mischievous raven flew laughing away bumpity bumpity bump invited he would serve them the same the next day lumpety lumpety lump an elegy on the glory of her sex mrs mary plays by dr oliver goldsmith good people all with one accord lament for madame blaze he never wanted a good word from those who spoke her praise the needy seldom passed her door and always found her kind and freely lent to all the poor who left a pledge behind she strove the neighborhood to please with manners wonders winning and never followed wicked ways unless when she was sinning at church in silks and saturn's new with hop of monstrous size she never slumbered in her pew but when she shut her eyes her love was sought i do ever by 20 view and more the king himself has followed her when she has walked before but now her wealth and finery fled her hangers on cut short all the doctors found when she was dead her last disorder mortal let us lament in sorrow sore for kent street well may say that had she lived a 12-month more she had not died today the great panjandrum himself so she went into the garden to cut a cabbage leaf to make an apple pie and at the same time a great she-bear coming down the street pops its head into the shop what no soap so he died and she very importantly married the barber and there were present the picnics and the job lilies and the gary lies and the great enjandrum himself with a little round button at top and they all fell to playing the game of catch as cats can till the gunpowder ran out at the...