Identifier: goldenstaircasep00chis2 (find matches)
Title: The golden staircase: poems and verses for children
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Chisholm, Louey, comp Spooner, M. Dibdin
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Publisher: New York, G.P. Putnam's Sons London, T.C. and E.C. Jack
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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ves with kindness ? Love doth to her eyes repair,To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. 256 THE GOLDEN STAIRCASE Then to Silvia let us singThat Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thingUpon the dull earth dwelling; To her let us garlands bring. FROM AS YOU LIKE IT (ACT II. SCENE 5) UNDER the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet birds throat,Come hither, come hither, come hither i Here shall he see no enemy,But Winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And pleased with what he gets,Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see no enemy,But Winter and rough weather. FROM A MIDSUMMER-NIGHTS DREAM (ACT ii. SCENE 2) You spotted snakes with double tongue,Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen; Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,Come not near our fairy Queen ! Philomel, with melodySing in our sweet lullaby;Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby:
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: 1 THE GOLDEN STAIRCASE 257 Never harm, nor spell nor charm,Come our lovely lady nigh;So, good-night, with lullaby. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-leggd spinners, hence!Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence. Philomel, with melodySing in our sweet lullaby;Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby;Never harm, nor spell nor charm,Come our lovely lady nigh;So, good-night, with lullaby. FROM LOVES LABOURS LOST (ACT v. SCENE 2) WHEN icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nippd, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl,Tu-who; Tu-whit, tu-who—a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parsons saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow,And Marians nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl,Tu-who; Tu-whit, tu-w

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