you very well know
You've no business to go;
You'll get yourselves into a mess.
Oh, dear, I'm sure it is true;
Whatever on earth can it matter to you?
For you know it--oh, fie--
That it's naughty to pry
Into other's affairs--
Into other folks houses to go,
Where you know
You're not asked.
So you'd better come back
While there's time, it is plain.
Go home--and be never
So naughty again.
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FROM MARKET.
Oh who'll give us Posies,
And Garlands of Roses,
To twine round our heads so gay?
For here we come bringing
You many good wishes to-day.
From market--from market--from market--
We all come up from market.
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LITTLE PHILLIS.
I am a very little girl,
I think that I've turned two;
And if you'd like to know my name
I'd like to tell it you.
They always call me Baby,
But Phillis is my name.
No--no one ever gave it me,
I think it only came.
I've got a pretty tulip
In my little flower-bed;
If you would like I'll give it you--
It's yellow, striped with red.
I've got a little kitten, but
I can't give that away,
She likes to play with me _so_ much;
She's gone to sleep to-day.
And I've got a nice new dolly,
Shall I fetch her out to you?
She's got such pretty shoes on,
And her bonnet's trimmed with blue.
You'd like to take her home with you?
Oh, _no_, she mustn't go;
Good-bye--I want to run now,
You walk along so slow.
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THE FOUR PRINCESSES.
Four Princesses lived in a Green Tower--
A Bright Green Tower in the middle of the sea;
And no one could think--oh, no one could think--
Who the Four Princesses could be.
One looked to the North, and one to the South,
And one to the East, and one to the West;
They were all so pretty, so very pretty,
You could not tell which was the prettiest.
Their curls were golden--their eyes were blue,
And their voices were sweet as a silvery bell;
And four white birds around them flew,
But where they came from--_who_ could tell?
Oh, who could tell? for no one knew,
And not a word could you hear them say.
But the sound of their singing, like chu
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