I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun, I will touch a hundred flowers And pick not one. I will look at cliffs and clouds With quiet eyes, Watch the wind bow down the grass, And the grass rise. And when lights begin to show Up from the town, I will mark which must be mine And then start down.
5 Songs For Children
by Lita Grier
1. Afternoon on a hill
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950), appears in Renascence and Other Poems, first published 1917
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. Some one
Language: English
Some one came knocking At my wee, small door; Some one came knocking, I'm sure - sure - sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right, But naught there was a-stirring In the still dark night; Only the busy beetle Tap-tapping in the wall, Only from the forest The screech-owl's call, Only the cricket whistling While the dewdrops fall, So I know not who came knocking, At all, at all, at all.
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Some one", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 1. Up and Down, no. 10, first published 1913
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. The bluebird
Language: English
I know the song that the bluebird is singing, Up in the apple tree where he is swinging, Brave little fellow, the skies do look dreary. Nothing cares he while his heart isso cheery. Hark how the music leaps out from his throat. Hark, was there ever so merry a note? Listen awhile and you'll hear what he's saying, Up in the apple tree, swinging and swaying. "Dear little blossoms down under the snow, You must be weary of winter, I know, Hark, while I bring you a message of cheer! Summer is coming and Springtime is here! Little white snowdrops, I pray you arise. Bright yellow crocus, come open your eyes. Sweet little violets hid from the cold, Put on your mantles of purple and gold. Daffodils daffodils! Say, do you hear? Summer is coming and Springtime is here!"
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Huntington Miller (1833 - 1913)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. The seashell
Language: English
Sea-shell, Sea-shell,
Sing me a song, oh! Please!
A song of ships, and of sailormen,
of parrots, and tropical trees;
Of islands lost in the Spanish Main,
Which no man ever may see again,
Of fishes and corals under the waves,
And seahorses stabled in great green caves.
... Sea-shell, Sea-shell,
Sing of the things you know so well.
Text Authorship:
- by Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925), appears in A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass, first published 1912
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. Who has seen the wind?
Language: English
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), "Who has seen the wind?", appears in Sing-song: a nursery rhyme book, first published 1872
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]Total word count: 375