|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Eugene Field. (18501895)|
| A little peach in an orchard grew,|
A little peach of emerald hue;
Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew
| The little Peach.|
| We twain|
Discussed with buoyant hearts
The various things that appertain
To bibliomaniac arts.
| Dibdins Ghost.|
| Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night|
Sailed off in a wooden shoe
Sailed on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew.
| Wynken, Blynken and Nod.|
| The fire upon the hearth is low,|
And there is stillness everywhere,
And, like winged spirits, here and there
The firelight shadows fluttering go.
| In the Firelight.|
| The little toy-dog is covered with dust|
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy-soldier is red with rust
And his musket moulds in his hands;
Time was when the little toy-dog was new,
And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
| Little Boy Blue.|