E BROOK: A TALE OF TRANSFORMATIONS
A SOLDIER'S CHILDREN
"TOUCH HIM IF YOU DARE:" A TALE OF THE HEDGE
MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY REVIEW
THE PROMISE
CONVALESCENCE
THE ADVENTURES OF AN ELF. (_Translated_)
SONGS FOR MUSIC.
SERENADE
MAIDEN WITH THE GIPSY LOOK
AH! WOULD I COULD FORGET
MADRIGAL
THE ELLEREE: A SONG OF SECOND SIGHT
OTHER STARS
FADED FLOWERS
SPEED WELL
HOW MANY YEARS AGO?
"WITH A DIFFERENCE"
THE LILY OF THE LAKE
FROM FLEETING PLEASURES: A REQUIEM FOR ONE ALIVE
THE RUNAWAY'S RETURN
FANCY FREE: A GIRL'S SONG
MY LOVE'S GIFT
ANEMONES
AUTUMN LEAVES
HYMNS.
CONFIRMATION
WHITSUNTIDE
CHRISTMAS WISHES: A CAROL
TEACH ME. (_From the Danish_)
VERSES FOR CHILDREN.
THE BURIAL OF THE LINNET.
Found in the garden--dead in his beauty.
Ah! that a linnet should die in the spring!
Bury him, comrades, in pitiful duty,
Muffle the dinner-bell, solemnly ring.
Bury him kindly--up in the corner;
Bird, beast, and gold-fish are sepulchred there;
Bid the black kitten march as chief mourner,
Waving her tail like a plume in the air.
Bury him nobly--next to the donkey;
Fetch the old banner, and wave it about:
Bury him deeply--think of the monkey,
Shallow his grave, and the dogs got him out.
Bury him softly--white wool around him,
Kiss his poor feathers,--the first kiss and last;
Tell his poor widow kind friends have found him:
Plant his poor grave with whatever grows fast.
Farewell, sweet singer! dead in thy beauty,
Silent through summer, though other birds sing;
Bury him, comrades, in pitiful duty,
Muffle the dinner-bell, mournfully ring.
[Illustration: MASTER FRITZ.]
Fritz and I are not brother and sister, but we're next-door
neighbours; for we both live next door.
I mean we both live next door to each other; for I live at
number three, and Fritz and Nickel the dog live at number
four.
In summer we climb through the garret windows and sit
together on the leads,
And if the sun is too hot Mother lends us one big kerchief
to put over both our heads.
Sometimes she gives us tea under the myrtle tree in the big
pot that stands in t
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