Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Entrance song
 In the window-seat
 Beg, Sir!
 May day
 Sea-side joys
 Noon-day sleep
 Look at me
 Inside and outside
 The merchant ship
 A secret
 The bad fairies
 Sweet June
 Back Cover

Title: Here, there and every-where
Full Citation
Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00080707/00001
 Material Information
Title: Here, there and every-where
Alternate Title: Here, there and everywhere
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : col. ill. ; 25 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Lecky, Elizabeth
Harding, Emily J ( Illustrator )
Raphael Tuck & Sons ( Publisher )
Fine Art Works ( Printer )
Publisher: Raphael Tuck & Sons
Place of Publication: London ;
Paris ;
New York
Manufacturer: Fine Art Works
Publication Date: [1891?]
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1891   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1891
Genre: Children's poetry
poetry   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Paris -- France
United States -- New York -- New York
Germany -- Bavaria
Statement of Responsibility: illustrations by Emily J. Harding ; rhymes by Elizabeth Lecky.
General Note: Date of publication from inscription.
 Record Information
Bibliographic ID: UF00080707
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002223988
notis - ALG4245
oclc - 189641574

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
        Title Page
    Entrance song
        Page 1
        Page 2
    In the window-seat
        Page 3
        Page 4
    Beg, Sir!
        Page 5
        Page 6
    May day
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Sea-side joys
        Page 9
        Page 10
    Noon-day sleep
        Page 11
    Look at me
        Page 12
    Inside and outside
        Page 13
        Page 14
    The merchant ship
        Page 15
        Page 16
    A secret
        Page 17
        Page 18
    The bad fairies
        Page 19
        Page 20
    Sweet June
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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We are coming, we are coming,
Slowly stepping, hand in hand;
We are coming, we are coming,
Three of us, a happy band.

With our bunches, richly laden
We shall make our homes so bright,
And our dear old Father Christmas
Will be pleased to see the sight.

Now to meet you, now to greet you
With bright berries from the trees
We are coming, we are coming
So receive us, if you please.

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Two little playmates sleeping,
Dreaming the hours awa.
And were you tired of weeping
Or were you tired of play.

Now, as quite. still I've found you
I will my sketch-book take,
And of you and what's around you
A picture. I shall make.

Nay, nay, my little Fanny
You must not think of fun,
Nor wake your sister Annie
Until my sketch is done.

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His holidays did Johnny use
To teach his dog the law.
Obediently did Hopsy learn
At first to give the paw,
And next to sit up still and straight,
His pointed nose in air,



Sometimes poor Hopsy
grumbled at
This way to earn his
In comfort at his
kennel door
Preferring to be fed;
And in his mind he
thought, "I wish
"The holidays were
And Johnny and his
boyish friends
Were safe at school
once more!"'

While Johnny slowly counted eight
Or balanced with much care
A piece of bread on Hopsy's face,
And, with one, two, three, four,
The dog would toss and swallow it
And then stand up for more.


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"May-day has come, the children say,
"The sun looks down with brilliant ray
"Come, let us keep glad holiday."

And everywhere, with willing feet
They wander forth May-day to greet,

And weave spring-flow'rs in garlands sweet.

The Village children! well they know
Where flowers most forward are to blow,
And where the finest blue-bells grow.

And so, from age to age, May-day
Is England's jocund holiday,
And will be so, I ween, for aye!





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In our summer sea-side wanderings
Pleasant sight it is to see,
Be it late or be it early
Children playing busily.

Oftimes, with their spades and buckets
Digging trenches by the hour,
Fetching water wherewithal to
Fill the moat around the tower.

And where rocky pools are lying,
Left by tides, oh, what a prize 1
There the little boats are sailing
Watch'd by eager boyish eyes.

Bathing, boating, sailing ships, and
Paddling on the sunny beach,
Happy, busy boys and maidens,
How my heart goes out to each.

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Oh who has left you here, my bairn,

Or have you run away,

And tired and frightened, sunk beneath

The heat of noon-tide day?

Yet still, whatever has chanced to cloud

The gladness of your face,

Kind sleep has come and folded you

In long and sweet cmblace.

Methinks your little countenance,

So rosy and so fair,

With rounded cheek and dimpled chin,

Now wears a troubled air.

Rest little maiden here V.ith \: "L!

The sunny bank I'll share, '

And will not leave you 'till I ee

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know me

"In my robes so long and


."I'm the Queen, so you must

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"Stay, I think I'll be a fairy

With a troup of little men

Lead the dances, light and airy

On the sands or in the


"I should like my portrait painted

"So quite quietly I'll stand

"While you with a pencil make it,

"Face in cap and fan in hand.

"Now goodbye my friends, I'll meet you

Soon again, in costume gay,

And I'll hope to come and treat you

To another pretty play

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"But see! the door is high and strong,

"And I cannot see through,
"And far above my head are placed
"Both bell and knocker too

"Dear me, sighed little Ellen
"What can the matter be

"I asked my neighbour, Bob, to come
"And play with Pug and me

"I said, be sure come early,
"Before the clock strikes three,

"For much we like a merry game,
"And then we like our tea."

"Oh dear, sighed little Bobbie
"What am I now to do?

"She said, be sure come early,
"And so I have, 'tis true.

"The one thing in creation
"That's left fcr me to try,

"Is, with a stone to knock and knock
"And some one then will fly

"To open wide the great hall-door
"For me to enter through;
"And so, whenever I'm in doubt

"Of how to enter when I'm out
"I'll just know what to do"!

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"Where has she come from, Brother,

"And what is in her hold,

"Is it a cask of apples,

"Or is it a stone of gold"?

"And has she had bad weather

"As she crossed the great wild sea?

"I hope you'll send her out again

"To fetch some things for me."


"Ohfshe'll set sail, said Brother,

"When her cargo is on land,

"And I shall make her carry out

"A load of yellow sand.

"And I'll pretend it's sugar,

"So fine, and soft and sweet;

"And if the crew are hungry

"They may the sugar eat.

"Then homeward she shall carry

"Some pretty things for you,

"Bright humming birds, so golden

"'And monkeys, not a few!"

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What are you planing
Dear Minnie and Fred,
What have you thought of-
What have you said?
Is it a raid on
The fruit-garden beds -
Of favourite berries
To pull off the heads?
Are you determined
To run far away,
(Nobody knowing) -
At gipsies to play?
Wherever you're going,
Whatever you do,
I pray let me be
A companion to you.


I like your strange fancies,
Your plans of surprise,
I love your gay laughter,
I love your bright eyes




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iv 'what are you thinking of, Willie my dear"?
'I'm thinking, said Willie, the fairies are near,

"The bad little fairies, who take much delight
"In doing the things which they know is not right.

"To-day when my sums were all wrong, Teacher said,
"I think 'twas the fairies who puzzled my head;

"Because I have heard that they very much hate
"To see a young fellow at work on his slate.

"And they seize -the right figures and run off apace
"To biing back the wrong ones to put in their place.

"So I'll just draw a picture to scare them away,
"And I wish that they never in England would stay"




When June-days are long,

And woods full of song,

Oh then to the meadows we go, we go,

To find treasures sweet

All spread at our feet

Dear flow'rs all brightly in blow, in blow.

And down by the stream

Forget-me-nots gleam,

Like little blue patches of sky, of sky,

And over the ground,

And everywhere round

The beautiful butterflies fly, fly, fly.


Am I sleepy? Oh no

I'm not sleepy, I go

To bed for my dear dolly's sake,

For she's sleepy, I know,

So to bed we must go,

Our good night, then, I beg you to take;

With an 'au revoir', too,

For we hope to meet you

When another appearance we make!

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