ed _too_ loudly
He would turn a trifle pale.
And he turned a little paler
When there came a sudden squall;
For this funny little sailor
Was ridiculously small.
[Illustration]
And whene'er a storm portended
He'd betake himself below.
So much fear and courage blended
Did a pirate ever show?
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An Old Love
Priscilla, Auntie's promised me
A brand-new Paris doll;
And though I love you, yet you see
I cannot keep you all.
Nursey declares I really must
Throw one of you away;
And you're the oldest, so I trust
You will not care to stay.
You've lost an arm, your dress is torn,
Your wig is all awry;
Priscilla, you are so forlorn,
We'll have to say good-by.
And yet--oh, don't! my dolly dear,
_Don't_ look so sad, I pray!
You precious dolly, come right here,
You _shan't_ be thrown away!
You're ragged, yes, and lame and blind,
You're really but a wreck;
But, dear Priscilla, never mind,
_I_ do not care a speck.
Your eyes do nicely when they're shut,
And I can mend the rest;
Well--p'raps I'll love the new one--but
I'll always love _you_ best.
Bobby's Pocket
Our Bobby is a little boy, of six years old, or so;
And every kind of rubbish in his pocket he will stow.
One day he thought he'd empty it (so he again could stock it);
And here's an alphabet of what was found in Bobby's pocket.
A was a rosy Apple, with some bites out, here and there;
B was a bouncing rubber Ball that bounded in the air.
C was a crispy crusty Cake with citron on the top;
D was a dancing Donkey that could jump around and hop.
E was a little robin's Egg, all speckled blue and brown;
F was a fluffy Feather that was white and soft as down.
G was a lively Grasshopper, whose legs and wings were green;
H was a grimy Handkerchief that once perhaps was clean.
I was a plaster Image that had lost its plaster head;
J was a jolly Jumping-Jack all painted blue and red.
K was a keen and shining Knife, 'twould cut the toughest bark;
L was a little wooden Lion, strayed out of Noah's Ark.
M was a Marble, large and round, with colors bright and clear;
N was a bent and rusty Nail, of little use, I fear.
O was a tiny Oil-can, which was always upside down;
P was a Penny Bob had saved to spend some day in town.
Q was a Quilted ear-tab, which had lost its velvet mate;
R was a Ring with a glassy gem of wond
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