Category: Poetry
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The Boatman
The Boatman “Ferry me across the water,Do, boatman, do.”“If you’ve a penny in your purseI’ll ferry you.” “I have a penny in my purse,And my eyes are blue;So, ferry me across the water,Do, boatman, do!” “Step into my ferry-boat,Be they black or blue,And for the penny in your purseI’ll ferry you.” by: Christina Georgina Rossetti
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A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Psalm of Life By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow What The Heart Of The Young Man Said To The Psalmist. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not…
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Mother Goose: Mary’s Canary
MARY’S CANARYMary had a pretty bird, Feathers bright and yellow,Slender legs–upon my word He was a pretty fellow! The sweetest note he always sung, Which much delighted Mary.She often, where the cage was hung, Sat hearing her canary.
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Mother Goose: Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary
MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARYMary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle-shells, And pretty maids all of a row.
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Mother Goose: Little Jack Horner
LITTLE JACK HORNERLittle Jack HornerSat in the corner, Eating of Christmas pie:He put in his thumb,And pulled out a plum, And said, “What a good boy am I!”
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Mother Goose: As I was Going Along
AS I WAS GOING ALONG As I was going along, along,A-singing a comical song, song, song,The lane that I went was so long, long, long,And the song that I sang was so long, long, long,And so, I went singing along.
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William Blake
William Blake was born in London on November 28, 1757, the third of seven children. His father, James, worked as a hosier, selling socks and stockings. Blake attended school just long enough to learn to read and write before continuing his education at home under the guidance of his mother, Catherine Blake. In 1781, William…
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Mother Goose: Casar’s Song
CAESAR’S SONG Bow-wow-wow!Whose dog art thou?Little Tom Tinker’s dog, Bow-wow-wow!
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Mother Goose: Ladybird
LADYBIRDLadybird, ladybird, fly away home!Your house is on fire, your children all gone,All but one, and her name is Ann,And she crept under the pudding pan.
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Top Poems for Children by Famous Authors
This collection features beloved children’s poems from renowned authors, celebrating themes of nature, courage, and joy. It includes diverse voices from literary greats and historical figures, enriching young readers with timeless inspiration and wonder.