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Seasons

Cold and Raw the North Wind Doth Blow

Cold and raw the north wind doth blow Bleak in the morning early, All the hills are covered with snow, And winters now come fairly.

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A Seasonable Song

Piping hot, smoking hot. What I’ve got You have not. Hot gray pease, hot, hot, hot; Hot gray pease, hot.

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Under the Willow

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Put down your pillow under the willow, Hang up your hat in the sun, And lie down to snooze as long as you choose, For the plowing and sowing are done. Pick up your pillow from under the willow, And clamber out into the sun. Get a fork and a rake for goodness’ sake, For […]

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Trees

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I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; […]

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An Icicle

Lives in winter, Dies in summer, And grows with its roots upward!

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Winter

Cold and raw the north wind doth blow, Bleak in the morning early; All the hills are covered with snow, And winter’s now come fairly.

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A Tree

In Spring I look gay, Decked in comely array, In Summer more clothing I wear; When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes, And in Winter quite naked appear.

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As I Was Going Down the Hill

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As I was going down the hill In front of Missus Knapp’s I saw the little Knapperines All in their winter wraps— Purple mitts and mufflers And knitted jersey caps. As I was coming back again In front of Missus Knapp’s I saw that awful lady Give about a dozen slaps To every little Knapperine— […]

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Winter Time

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Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in my nakedness, By the cold candle, bathe and dress. Close by the jolly fire I […]

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Bees

A swarm of bees in May Is worth a load of hay; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon; A swarm of bees in July Is not worth a fly.

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Rain

The lightning split the sky in two And set the clouds to leaking Just as dear old Pastor Brown Began his Sunday speaking. He told about the awful rain That fell in Noah’s day, And one by one the happy smiles Began to fade away. In half an hour the people all Put on their […]

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Twenty Little Snowflakes

Twenty little snowflakes climbing up a wire. “Now, listen,

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Snowflakes

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The snowflakes are falling by ones and by twos; There’s snow on my jacket, and snow on my shoes; There’s snow on the bushes, and snow on the trees— It’s snowing on everything now, if you please. Leroy F. Jackson

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Lengthening Days

As the days grow longer The storms grow stronger

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The First Of May

The fair maid who, the first of May, Goes to the fields at break of day, And washes in dew from the hawthorn-tree, Will ever after handsome be.

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Thirty Days Hath September

Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November; February has twenty-eight alone, All the rest have thirty-one, Excepting leap-year, that’s the time When February’s days are twenty-nine.

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