قراءة كتاب The Keepsake or, Poems and Pictures for Childhood and Youth
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The Keepsake or, Poems and Pictures for Childhood and Youth
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class="i0">And midst its leaves the violet blue,
Scents the air and morning dew.
Hark! the sky-lark, mounting high,
Carols in the clear blue sky;
The thrush and blackbird from the spray,
Chaunt their blithesome roundelay;
The little lambkins, safe from harm,
In their snow-white fleeces warm,
Gambol o'er the sunny mead,
And prove their strength, and try their speed:
From yon grassy knoll they spring,
And chase each other round the ring.
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| Spring |
SUMMER.
What does bounteous summer bring?
The lengthen'd day and shorten'd night;
Milder breezes softly blowing,
Warmer suns, and skies more bright.
The lengthen'd day and shorten'd night;
Milder breezes softly blowing,
Warmer suns, and skies more bright.
Long and thick the grass is grown,
Ready for the mower's care,
When his scythe has laid it low,
To the hay-field we'll repair.
Ready for the mower's care,
When his scythe has laid it low,
To the hay-field we'll repair.
Each shall have a fork and rake,
To spread it widely to the sun:
Many hands together join'd,
Make the labour quickly done.
To spread it widely to the sun:
Many hands together join'd,
Make the labour quickly done.
In the hedge, the woodbine twining,
Fills the air with sweet perfume;
The blushing rose, in gay profusion,
Joins its fragrance and its bloom.
Fills the air with sweet perfume;
The blushing rose, in gay profusion,
Joins its fragrance and its bloom.
In the mossy hedge-row peeps,
The strawberry with lowly head;
We can quickly fill our baskets,
With its berries rosy red.
The strawberry with lowly head;
We can quickly fill our baskets,
With its berries rosy red.
Little Anna dearly loves
Strawb'ries red, and milk so white:
We will carry plenty home,
On them she can sup to-night.
Strawb'ries red, and milk so white:
We will carry plenty home,
On them she can sup to-night.
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| Summer |
AUTUMN.
Autumn comes, her prospects glow
With yellow fields of waving corn;
The reaper with his sickle bright,
Hastes to work at early morn.
With yellow fields of waving corn;
The reaper with his sickle bright,
Hastes to work at early morn.
Whilst the morning breezes blow,
Through the burning sultry noon,
And till evening dews descend,
Still he works and labours on.
Through the burning sultry noon,
And till evening dews descend,
Still he works and labours on.
Let us seek the harvest field,
There is work for you and me?
We can help the sheaves to bind:
Idle hands we need not be.
There is work for you and me?
We can help the sheaves to bind:
Idle hands we need not be.
When Maria's task is done,
We will to the nut-wood go;
Each a bag and hooked stick,
Down to pull the cluster'd bough.
We will to the nut-wood go;
Each a bag and hooked stick,
Down to pull the cluster'd bough.
Oh! how tempting ripe they hang:
Softly, softly pull them down,
Lest the bright brown nuts should fall,
And leave the empty husk alone.
Softly, softly pull them down,
Lest the bright brown nuts should fall,
And leave the empty husk alone.
Bags and pockets all are full,
And evening says we must not stay;
With heavy loads we'll hasten home,
And come again another day.
And evening says we must not stay;
With heavy loads we'll hasten home,
And come again another day.
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| Autumn |
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| Winter |
WINTER.
Howling through the leafless trees,
Winter calls his northern breeze.
Do no flow'rets dare appear,
In this season of the year?
Yes, amidst the wintry scene,
The daisy's lowly gem is seen;
And tho' it boasts no varied dyes,
Winter calls his northern breeze.
Do no flow'rets dare appear,
In this season of the year?
Yes, amidst the wintry scene,
The daisy's lowly gem is seen;
And tho' it boasts no varied dyes,
