|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Eugene Field. (18501895) (continued)|
| 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.|
|Theophile Marzials. (1850 ?)|
| And also theres a little star|
So white a virgins it must be:
Perhaps the lamp my love in heaven
Hangs out to light the way for me.
| Ahoy! and Oho, and its whos for the ferry?|
(The briers in bud and the sun going down:)
And Ill row ye so quick and Ill row ye so steady,
And t is but a penny to Twickenham Town.
| Twickenham Ferry.|
|Rose Hartwick Thorpe. (1850 ?)|
| Englands sun was slowly setting oer the hill-tops far away,|
Filling all the land with beauty at the close of one sad day;