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Songs of childhood

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Title:
Songs of childhood
Creator:
Field, Eugene, 1850-1895 ( Author )
De Koven, Reginald, 1859-1920 ( Composer )
Charles Scribner's Sons ( Publisher )
Place of Publication:
New York
Publisher:
Charles Scribner's Sons
Publication Date:
Language:
English
Physical Description:
113 p. of music : ill. (some col.) ; 29 cm.

Subjects

Subjects / Keywords:
Children's songs ( lcsh )
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Songs (Medium voice) with piano ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1896 ( lcsh )
Publishers' advertisements -- 1896 ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1896
Genre:
Children's poetry
Publishers' advertisements ( rbgenr )
Spatial Coverage:
United States -- New York -- New York
Target Audience:
juvenile ( marctarget )

Notes

General Note:
For voice and piano.
General Note:
Publisher's advertisements precede text.
Statement of Responsibility:
verses by Eugene Field ; music by Reginald De Koven and others.

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University of Florida
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SONGS OF CHILDHOOD. Verses by
Eugene Field. Music by Reginald
De Koven & others. Charles
Scribner's Sons. New York, 1896.
113., illustrated. Large quarto.
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EUGENE FIELD’S BOOKS

“Here are stories and poems by Eugene Field, published attractively in companion
volumes. They are ingenious, droll, witty, delicate, and charming, Poets and story-
tellers may emulate and all of us may rejoice,’”—NEW YORK SUN.

IN UNIFORM BINDING

Songs, and Other Verse. ‘The Love Affairs of a Bibliomaniac.
Second Book of Tales. A Little Book of Western Verse.
The Holy Cross, and Other Tales. A Little Book of Profitable Tales,
The House. Second Book of Verse.

Each 16mo, gilt top, $1.25. 8 volumes in a box, $10.00

VERSES OF CHILDHOOD

“His poems of childhood have gone home, not only to the hearts of children, but
to the heart of the country as well, and he is one of the few contributors to that
genuine literature of childhood which expresses ideas from the stand-point of a child.”

—THE OUTLOOK,

With Trumpet and Deum. 16mo, $1.00.
Love-Songs of Childhood. 16mo, $1.00.

CAMEO EDITION
A Little Book of Profitable Tales. With Etched Portrait. 16mo,
$1.25.

TRANSLATIONS FROM HORACE

Echoes from the Sabine Farm. By Eucrene and RosweLt MartTIN
Fietp. Beautifully Illustrated by Epmunp H. GARRETT.
Square 12mo, $2.00.

THE SABINE EDITION

The Works of Eugene Field.

Containing a memoir of the author by his brother, Roswell M. Field,
and introductions by R. H. Stoddard, Edward Everett Hale, Francis
Wilson, J. Whitcomb Riley and others. Each volume with Frontispiece
Illustration in photogravure, 10 volumes, 12mo, $15.00 net. Sold only by
subscription.





















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PRELUDE

Among the laments which arose from thesorrow-
ing heart of the great public that loved Eugene
Field, laments that his voice should have been sit-
lenced when tts note was at its tenderest and clear-
est, there have been many wishes that more of bis
- exquisite songs should be set to music.

In all of Field’s verse, in even the broadly comic,
there is a markedly lyrical quality which invari-
ably suggests a musical setting ; and yet in few in-
stances were these verses written with any thought
of their musical adaptability. This quality was
the inevitable accent of bis song, as natural and as
necessary as the flavor of a fruit and the fragrance
of a flower. The purpose of this collection is to
meet the demand for musical settings of Field’s
verse, its aim to express its lyrical quality as nat-
urally and simply as possible. The versatility dis-

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played in the varied themes of these lyrics is as re-
markable as their suggestiveness to the composer.

The peculiar genius displayed in Field’s verses
of childhood difiated the prevailing character of
this collection, which was finally adbered to
throughout, so that the volume should be both har-
monious and homogeneous.

As the poet was eminently and always heartily
American ana of bis own country, the composers
selected by the Editor to set bis verses are likewise
American, and their names representative as such
and as song-writers. Fifteen out of the twenty

songs have been written especially for this work,
the other five being included therein by special ar-
rangement with the publishers.

REGINALD DE KOVEN.
New York,
Oftober 27, 1896.





SONGS AND COMPOSERS

SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW .,
Reginald de Koven

LITTLE MISTRESS SANS-MERCI
Arthur Foote

LITTLE-OH-DEAR poner
Reginald de Koven

KISSING TIME Pea re
G. W. Chadwick

ORKNEY LULLABY

Reginald de Koven

THE ROCK-A-BY LADY .
W. W. Gilchrist

THE DOLL’S WOOING
Clayton Jobus

NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT
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OH, LITTLE CHILD . ;
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LITTLE BOY BLUE . ee
Reginald de Koven

ARMENIAN LULLABY . :
G. W. Chadwick

HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN
C. B. Hawley

DUTCH LULLABY ee
Reginald de Koven

CHILD AND MOTHER . ;
W. W. Gilchrist

JAPANESE LULLABY .... .
Reginald de Koven

THE DINKEY BIRD . Thee
Edgar S. Kelly

NORSE LULLABY

Reginald de Koven

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Hubbard T. Smith





SONGS OF

CHILDHOOD





SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW

WING high and swing low
S While the breezes they blow—
It’s off for a sailor thy father would go;
And it’s here in the harbor, in sight of the sea,
He hath left his wee babe with my song and with me:
“ Swing high and swing low
While the breezes they blow!”

Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow—
It’s oh for the waiting as weary days go!
And it’s oh for the heartache that smiteth me when
I sing my song over and over again:

“ Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow!”

“Swing high and swing low”—

The sea singeth so,
And it waileth anon in its ebb and its flow;
And a sleeper sleeps on to that song of the sea,
Nor recketh he ever of mine or of me!

“ Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow—

'T was off for a sailor thy father would go!”





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Mightier despot in the land.
And my heart it lieth where
Mistress Sans-Merci doth fare.

Little Mistress Sans-Merci—
She hath made a slave of me!
“Go,” she biddeth, and I go—
“Come,” and I am fain to come—
Never mercy doth she show,
Be she wroth or frolicsome,
Yet am I content to be
Slave to Mistress Sans-Merci!

Little Mistress Sans-Merci
Hath become so dear to me
That I count as passing sweet
All the pain her moods impart,
And I bless the little feet
That go trampling on my heart:
Ah, how lonely life would be
But for little Sans-Merci!

Little Mistress Sans-Merci,
Cuddle close this night to me,
And the heart, which all day long
Ruthless thou hast trod upon,
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For its best belovéd one—
All its tenderness for thee,
Little Mistress Sans-Merci!





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Posies so gaudy and grass of such brown—
Search ye the country and hunt ye the town
And never ye ’ll meet with a garden so queer
As this one I ’ve made for my Little-Oh-Dear!

S? what a wonderful garden is here,

Marigolds white and buttercups blue, —
Lilies all dabbled with honey and dew, .
The cactus that trails over trellis and wall,
Roses and pansies and violets—all

Make proper obeisance and reverent cheer
When into her garden steps Little-Oh-Dear.

And up at the top of that lavender-tree

A silver-bird singeth as only can she;

For, ever and only, she singeth the song

“T love you—I love you!” the happy day long;—
Then the echo—the echo that smiteth me here!
“T love you, I love you,” my Little-Oh-Dear!

The garden may wither, the silver-bird fly—

But what careth my little precious, or 1?

From her pathway of flowers that in springtime upstart
She walketh the tenderer way in my heart.

And, oh, it is always the summer-time here

With that song of “TI love you,” my Little-Oh-Dear!





LITTLE-OH-DEAR

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KISSING TIME

’ IS when the lark goes soaring
And the bee is at the bud,
When lightly dancing zephyrs

Sing over field and flood;

When all sweet things in nature
Seem joyfully achime—

*T is then I wake my darling,
For it is kissing time!

Go, pretty lark, a-soaring,
And suck your sweets, O bee;
Sing, O ye winds of summer,
Your songs to mine and me;
For with your song and rapture
Cometh the moment when
It’s half-past kissing time
And time to kiss again!

So—so the days go fleeting
Like golden fancies free,
And every day that cometh
Is full of sweets for me;
And sweetest are those moments
My darling comes to climb
Into my lap to mind me
That it is kissing time.

Sometimes, maybe, he wanders
A heedless, aimless way—
Sometimes, maybe, he loiters
In pretty, prattling play;
But presently bethinks him
And hastens to me then,
For it’s half-past kissing time
And time to kiss again!





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ORKNEY LULLABY

Whispering, ‘‘Heigho, my dearie!
I would spin a web before your eyes, —
A beautiful web of silver light,
Wherein is many a wondrous sight
Of a radiant garden leagues away,
Where the softly tinkling lilies sway,
And the snow-white lambkins are at play, —
Heigho, my dearie!”

\ MOONBEAM floateth from the skies,

A brownie stealeth from the vine
Singing, “Heigho, my dearie!

And will you hear this song of mine,—

A song of the land of murk and mist,

Where bideth the bud the dew hath kisst?

Then let the moonbeam’s web of light

Be spun before thee silvery white,

And I shall sing the livelong night, —
Heigho, my dearie!”

The night wind speedeth from the sea,
Murmuring, “Heigho, my dearie!

I bring a mariner’s prayer for thee;

So let the moonbeam veil thine eyes,

And the brownie sing thee lullabies;

But I shall rock thee to and fro,

Kissing the brow he loveth so,

And the prayer shall guard thy bed, I trow, —
Heigho, my dearie!”





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THE ROCK-A-BY LADY

Comes stealing; comes creeping;
The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,
And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet—
She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet,
When she findeth you sleeping!

T Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street

There is one little dream of a beautiful drum—
“Rub-a-dub!” it goeth; :

There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum,

And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come

Of popguns that bang, and tin tops that hum,
And a trumpet that bloweth!

And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams
With laughter and singing;
And boats go a-floating on silvery streams,
And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams,
And up, up, and up, where the Mother Moon beams,
The fairies go winging!

Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet?
They ’1l come to you sleeping;

So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet,

For the Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street,

With poppies that hang from her head to her feet,
Comes stealing; comes creeping.





THE ROCK-A-BY LADY

Music by W. W. GILCHRIST

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THE DOLL’S WOOING

HE little French doll was a dear little doll
Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses;
Her eyes were of hue
A most delicate blue,
And dark as the night were her tresses;
Her dear little mouth was fluted and red,
And this little French doll was so very well bred
That whenever accosted her little mouth said:
“Mamma! mamma!”

The stockinet doll, with one arm and one leg,
Had once been a handsome young fellow,
But now he appeared
Rather frowzy and bleared
In his torn regimentals of yellow;
Yet his heart gave a curious thump as he lay
In the little toy cart near the window one day
And heard the sweet voice of that French dolly say:
“Mamma! mamma!”

He listened so long and he listened so hard
That anon he grew ever so tender,
For it ’s everywhere known
That the feminine tone
Gets away with all masculine gender!
He up and he wooed her with soldierly zest,
But all she ’d reply to the love he professed
Were these plaintive words (which perhaps you have guessed):
“Mamma! mamma!”

Her mother—a sweet little lady of five—
Vouchsafed her parental protection,
And although stockinet
Was n’t blue-blooded, yet
She really could make no objection!
So soldier and dolly were wedded one day,
And a moment ago, as I journeyed that way,
I’m sure that I heard a wee baby voice say:
“Mamma! mamma!”





THE DOLLS WOOING

Music by CLAYTON JOHNS
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NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT

HE mill goes toiling slowly around
With steady and solemn creak,
And my little one hears in the kindly sound
The voice of the old mill speak.
While round and round those big white wings
Grimly and ghostlike creep,
My little one hears that the old mill sings:
“Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”

The sails are reefed and the nets are drawn,
And, over his pot of beer,

The fisher, against the morrow’s dawn,
Lustily maketh cheer;

He mocks at the winds that caper along
From the far-off clamorous deep—

But we—we love their lullaby song
Of “Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”

Old dog Fritz in slumber sound
Groans of the stony mart—
To-morrow how proudly he ’Il trot you round,
Hitched to our new milk-cart!
And you shall help me blanket the kine
And fold the gentle sheep
And set the herring a-soak in brine—
But now, little tulip, sleep!

A Dream-One comes to button the eyes
That wearily droop and blink,
While the old mill buffets the frowning skies
And scolds at the stars that wink;
Over your face the misty wings
Of that beautiful Dream-One sweep,
And rocking your cradle she softly sings:
“Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”





NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT

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THE BROOK

Heigh-ho, but a child was I!
There were rushes and willows in that place,
And they clutched at the brook as the brook ran by;
And the brook it ran its own sweet way,
As a child doth run in heedless play,
And as it ran I heard it say:
“Hasten with me
To the roistering sea
That is wroth with the flame of the morning sky!”

| LOOKED in the brook and saw a face—

I look in the brook and see a face—
Heigh-ho, but the years go by!
The rushes are dead in the old-time place,
And the willows I knew when a child was I.
And the brook it seemeth to me to say,
As ever it stealeth on its way—
Solemnly now, and not in play:
“Oh, come with me
To the slumbrous sea
That is gray with the peace of the evening sky!”

Heigh-ho, but the years go by—
I would to God that a child were I!





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‘“* FIDDLE-DEE-DEE ”

And all he could whistle was “‘ Fiddle-dee-dee ”—
A very provoking, unmusical song

For one to be whistling the summer day long!

Yet always contented and busy was he

With that vocal recurrence of “ Fiddle-dee-dee.”

[as once was a bird that lived up in a tree,

Hard by lived a brave little soldier of four,
That weird iteration repented him sore;

“T prithee, Dear-Mother-Mine! fetch me my gun,
For, by our St. Didy! the deed must be done
That shall presently rid all creation and me

Of that ominous bird and his ‘ Fiddle-dee-dee ’!”

Then out came Dear-Mother-Mine, bringing her son
His awfully truculent little red gun;

The stock was of pine and the barrel of tin,

The “bang” it came out where the bullet went in—
The right kind of weapon, I think you ’ll agree,

For slaying all fowl that go “Fiddle-dee-dee” !

The brave little soldier quoth never a word,

But he up and he drew a straight bead on that bird;
And, while that vain creature provokingly sang,

The gun it went off with a terrible bang!

Then loud laughed the youth—“ By my Bottle,” cried he,
“T’ve put a quietus on ‘Fiddle-dee-dee’ !”

Out came then Dear-Mother-Mine, saying: “ My son,
Right well have you wrought with your little red gun!
Hereafter no evil at all need I fear,
With such a brave soldier as You-My-Love here!”
She kissed the dear boy.

[The bird in the tree
Continued to whistle his “ Fiddle-dee-dee” !]





“ FIDDLE- DEE- DEE”

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OH, LITTLE CHILD

USH, little one, and fold your hands—
H The sun hath set, the moon is high;
The sea is singing to the sands,

And wakeful posies are beguiled
By many a fairy lullaby— :
Hush, little child—my little child!

Dream, little one, and in your dreams
Float upward from this lowly place—
Float out on mellow, misty streams
To lands where bideth Mary mild,
And let her kiss thy little face,
You little child—my little child!

Sleep, little one, and take thy rest—
With angels bending over thee,
Sleep sweetly on that Father’s breast
Whom our dear Christ hath reconciled—
But stay not there—come back to me,
Oh, little child—my little child!



OH, LITTLE CHILD

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LITTLE BOY BLUE

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And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
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And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.

T. little toy dog is covered with dust,

“Now, don’t you go till I come,” he said,
“ And don’t you make any noise!”

So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys;

And, as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue—

Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true!

Aye, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place—
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.

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My mulberry one, my golden son,
The rose shall sing thee lullabies,

My pretty cosset lambkin!
And thou shalt swing in an almond-tree,
With a flood of moonbeams rocking thee,—
A silver boat in a golden sea, —

My velvet love, my nestling dove,

My own pomegranate-blossom!

| thou wilt close thy drowsy eyes,

The stork shall guard thee passing well
All night, my sweet, my dimple-feet,
And bring thee myrrh and asphodel,
My gentle rain-of-springtime;
And for thy slumber-play shall twine
The diamond stars with an emerald vine,
To trail in the waves of ruby wine,
My hyacinth-bloom, my heart’s perfume,
My cooing little turtle!

And when the morn wakes up to see
My apple-bright, my soul’s delight,
The partridge shall come calling thee,
My jar of milk-and-honey!
Yes, thou shalt know what mystery lies
In the amethyst deep of the curtained skies,
Tf thou wilt fold thy onyx eyes,
You wakeful one, you naughty son,
You chirping little sparrow!





ARMENIAN LULLABY

Music by G. W. CHADWICK





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HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN

AIR is the castle up on the hill—
F Hushaby, sweet my own!

The night is fair, and the waves are still,
And the wind is singing to you and to me

In this lowly home beside the sea—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

On yonder hill is store of wealth—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

And revellers drink to a little one’s health;

But you and I bide night and day

For the other love that has sailed away—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

See not, dear eyes, the forms that creep
Ghostlike, O my own!

Out of the mists of the murmuring deep;

Oh, see them not and make no cry

Till the angels of death have passed us by—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

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Hushaby, sweet my own!

In our lonely home beside the sea;

They seek the castle up on the hill,

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Hushaby, O my own!

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“Hushaby, sweet my own!”
In yonder castle a mother swoons
While the angels go down to the misty deep,
Bearing a little one fast asleep—
Hushaby, sweet my own!





HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN

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Sailed off in a wooden shoe, —
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Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
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Blynken,
And Nod.

* * * * *

All night long their nets they threw
For the fish in the twinkling foam,
Then down from the sky came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
*T was all so pretty a sail, it seemed
As if it could not be;
And some folk thought ’t was a dream they ’d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea;
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock on the misty sea
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three, —
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.





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CHILD AND MOTHER

And go where I ask you to wander,
I will lead you away to a beautiful land—
The Dreamland that ’s waiting out yonder.
We 'll walk in a sweet-posie garden out there
Where moonlight and starlight are streaming
And the flowers and the birds are filling the air
With the fragrance and music of dreaming.

() MOTHER-MY-LOVE, if you ’ll give me your hand,

There ’ll be no little tired-out boy to undress,
No questions or cares to perplex you;

There ’ll be no little bruises or bumps to caress,
Nor patching of stockings to vex you.

For I ll rock you away on a silver-dew stream,
And sing you asleep when you ’re weary,

And no one shall know of our beautiful dream
But you and your own little dearie.

And when I am tired I ll nestle my head
In the bosom that ’s soothed me so often,

And the wide-awake stars shall sing in my stead
A song which our dreaming shall soften.

So, Mother-My-Love, let me take your dear hand,
And away through the starlight we ’ll wander—

Away through the mist to the beautiful land—
The Dreamland that ’s waiting out yonder!





CHILD AND MOTHER

Music by W. W. GILCHRIST

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SONGS OF CHILDHOOD. Verses by
Eugene Field. Music by Reginald
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Among the laments which arose from thesorrow-
ing heart of the great public that loved Eugene
Field, laments that his voice should have been sit-
lenced when tts note was at its tenderest and clear-
est, there have been many wishes that more of bis
- exquisite songs should be set to music.

In all of Field’s verse, in even the broadly comic,
there is a markedly lyrical quality which invari-
ably suggests a musical setting ; and yet in few in-
stances were these verses written with any thought
of their musical adaptability. This quality was
the inevitable accent of bis song, as natural and as
necessary as the flavor of a fruit and the fragrance
of a flower. The purpose of this collection is to
meet the demand for musical settings of Field’s
verse, its aim to express its lyrical quality as nat-
urally and simply as possible. The versatility dis-

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played in the varied themes of these lyrics is as re-
markable as their suggestiveness to the composer.

The peculiar genius displayed in Field’s verses
of childhood difiated the prevailing character of
this collection, which was finally adbered to
throughout, so that the volume should be both har-
monious and homogeneous.

As the poet was eminently and always heartily
American ana of bis own country, the composers
selected by the Editor to set bis verses are likewise
American, and their names representative as such
and as song-writers. Fifteen out of the twenty

songs have been written especially for this work,
the other five being included therein by special ar-
rangement with the publishers.

REGINALD DE KOVEN.
New York,
Oftober 27, 1896.


SONGS AND COMPOSERS

SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW .,
Reginald de Koven

LITTLE MISTRESS SANS-MERCI
Arthur Foote

LITTLE-OH-DEAR poner
Reginald de Koven

KISSING TIME Pea re
G. W. Chadwick

ORKNEY LULLABY

Reginald de Koven

THE ROCK-A-BY LADY .
W. W. Gilchrist

THE DOLL’S WOOING
Clayton Jobus

NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT
Reginald de Koven

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‘‘FIDDLE-DEE-DEE”’ mo
Reginald de Koven

OH, LITTLE CHILD . ;
Gerrit Smith

LITTLE BOY BLUE . ee
Reginald de Koven

ARMENIAN LULLABY . :
G. W. Chadwick

HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN
C. B. Hawley

DUTCH LULLABY ee
Reginald de Koven

CHILD AND MOTHER . ;
W. W. Gilchrist

JAPANESE LULLABY .... .
Reginald de Koven

THE DINKEY BIRD . Thee
Edgar S. Kelly

NORSE LULLABY

Reginald de Koven

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Hubbard T. Smith


SONGS OF

CHILDHOOD


SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW

WING high and swing low
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It’s off for a sailor thy father would go;
And it’s here in the harbor, in sight of the sea,
He hath left his wee babe with my song and with me:
“ Swing high and swing low
While the breezes they blow!”

Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow—
It’s oh for the waiting as weary days go!
And it’s oh for the heartache that smiteth me when
I sing my song over and over again:

“ Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow!”

“Swing high and swing low”—

The sea singeth so,
And it waileth anon in its ebb and its flow;
And a sleeper sleeps on to that song of the sea,
Nor recketh he ever of mine or of me!

“ Swing high and swing low

While the breezes they blow—

'T was off for a sailor thy father would go!”


SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW

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LITTLE MISTRESS SANS-MERCI

ITTLE Mistress Sans-Merci
[= world-wide, fancy free:
Trotteth cooing to and fro,
And her cooing is command—
Never ruled there yet, I trow,
Mightier despot in the land.
And my heart it lieth where
Mistress Sans-Merci doth fare.

Little Mistress Sans-Merci—
She hath made a slave of me!
“Go,” she biddeth, and I go—
“Come,” and I am fain to come—
Never mercy doth she show,
Be she wroth or frolicsome,
Yet am I content to be
Slave to Mistress Sans-Merci!

Little Mistress Sans-Merci
Hath become so dear to me
That I count as passing sweet
All the pain her moods impart,
And I bless the little feet
That go trampling on my heart:
Ah, how lonely life would be
But for little Sans-Merci!

Little Mistress Sans-Merci,
Cuddle close this night to me,
And the heart, which all day long
Ruthless thou hast trod upon,
Shall outpour a soothing song
For its best belovéd one—
All its tenderness for thee,
Little Mistress Sans-Merci!


LITTLE MISTRESS SANS-MERCI

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Planted and trimmed for my Little-Oh-Dear!
Posies so gaudy and grass of such brown—
Search ye the country and hunt ye the town
And never ye ’ll meet with a garden so queer
As this one I ’ve made for my Little-Oh-Dear!

S? what a wonderful garden is here,

Marigolds white and buttercups blue, —
Lilies all dabbled with honey and dew, .
The cactus that trails over trellis and wall,
Roses and pansies and violets—all

Make proper obeisance and reverent cheer
When into her garden steps Little-Oh-Dear.

And up at the top of that lavender-tree

A silver-bird singeth as only can she;

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“T love you—I love you!” the happy day long;—
Then the echo—the echo that smiteth me here!
“T love you, I love you,” my Little-Oh-Dear!

The garden may wither, the silver-bird fly—

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From her pathway of flowers that in springtime upstart
She walketh the tenderer way in my heart.

And, oh, it is always the summer-time here

With that song of “TI love you,” my Little-Oh-Dear!


LITTLE-OH-DEAR

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KISSING TIME

’ IS when the lark goes soaring
And the bee is at the bud,
When lightly dancing zephyrs

Sing over field and flood;

When all sweet things in nature
Seem joyfully achime—

*T is then I wake my darling,
For it is kissing time!

Go, pretty lark, a-soaring,
And suck your sweets, O bee;
Sing, O ye winds of summer,
Your songs to mine and me;
For with your song and rapture
Cometh the moment when
It’s half-past kissing time
And time to kiss again!

So—so the days go fleeting
Like golden fancies free,
And every day that cometh
Is full of sweets for me;
And sweetest are those moments
My darling comes to climb
Into my lap to mind me
That it is kissing time.

Sometimes, maybe, he wanders
A heedless, aimless way—
Sometimes, maybe, he loiters
In pretty, prattling play;
But presently bethinks him
And hastens to me then,
For it’s half-past kissing time
And time to kiss again!


KISSING TIME

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ORKNEY LULLABY

Whispering, ‘‘Heigho, my dearie!
I would spin a web before your eyes, —
A beautiful web of silver light,
Wherein is many a wondrous sight
Of a radiant garden leagues away,
Where the softly tinkling lilies sway,
And the snow-white lambkins are at play, —
Heigho, my dearie!”

\ MOONBEAM floateth from the skies,

A brownie stealeth from the vine
Singing, “Heigho, my dearie!

And will you hear this song of mine,—

A song of the land of murk and mist,

Where bideth the bud the dew hath kisst?

Then let the moonbeam’s web of light

Be spun before thee silvery white,

And I shall sing the livelong night, —
Heigho, my dearie!”

The night wind speedeth from the sea,
Murmuring, “Heigho, my dearie!

I bring a mariner’s prayer for thee;

So let the moonbeam veil thine eyes,

And the brownie sing thee lullabies;

But I shall rock thee to and fro,

Kissing the brow he loveth so,

And the prayer shall guard thy bed, I trow, —
Heigho, my dearie!”


ORKNEY LULLABY

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THE ROCK-A-BY LADY

Comes stealing; comes creeping;
The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,
And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet—
She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet,
When she findeth you sleeping!

T Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street

There is one little dream of a beautiful drum—
“Rub-a-dub!” it goeth; :

There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum,

And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come

Of popguns that bang, and tin tops that hum,
And a trumpet that bloweth!

And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams
With laughter and singing;
And boats go a-floating on silvery streams,
And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams,
And up, up, and up, where the Mother Moon beams,
The fairies go winging!

Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet?
They ’1l come to you sleeping;

So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet,

For the Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street,

With poppies that hang from her head to her feet,
Comes stealing; comes creeping.


THE ROCK-A-BY LADY

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THE DOLL’S WOOING

HE little French doll was a dear little doll
Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses;
Her eyes were of hue
A most delicate blue,
And dark as the night were her tresses;
Her dear little mouth was fluted and red,
And this little French doll was so very well bred
That whenever accosted her little mouth said:
“Mamma! mamma!”

The stockinet doll, with one arm and one leg,
Had once been a handsome young fellow,
But now he appeared
Rather frowzy and bleared
In his torn regimentals of yellow;
Yet his heart gave a curious thump as he lay
In the little toy cart near the window one day
And heard the sweet voice of that French dolly say:
“Mamma! mamma!”

He listened so long and he listened so hard
That anon he grew ever so tender,
For it ’s everywhere known
That the feminine tone
Gets away with all masculine gender!
He up and he wooed her with soldierly zest,
But all she ’d reply to the love he professed
Were these plaintive words (which perhaps you have guessed):
“Mamma! mamma!”

Her mother—a sweet little lady of five—
Vouchsafed her parental protection,
And although stockinet
Was n’t blue-blooded, yet
She really could make no objection!
So soldier and dolly were wedded one day,
And a moment ago, as I journeyed that way,
I’m sure that I heard a wee baby voice say:
“Mamma! mamma!”


THE DOLLS WOOING

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NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT

HE mill goes toiling slowly around
With steady and solemn creak,
And my little one hears in the kindly sound
The voice of the old mill speak.
While round and round those big white wings
Grimly and ghostlike creep,
My little one hears that the old mill sings:
“Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”

The sails are reefed and the nets are drawn,
And, over his pot of beer,

The fisher, against the morrow’s dawn,
Lustily maketh cheer;

He mocks at the winds that caper along
From the far-off clamorous deep—

But we—we love their lullaby song
Of “Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”

Old dog Fritz in slumber sound
Groans of the stony mart—
To-morrow how proudly he ’Il trot you round,
Hitched to our new milk-cart!
And you shall help me blanket the kine
And fold the gentle sheep
And set the herring a-soak in brine—
But now, little tulip, sleep!

A Dream-One comes to button the eyes
That wearily droop and blink,
While the old mill buffets the frowning skies
And scolds at the stars that wink;
Over your face the misty wings
Of that beautiful Dream-One sweep,
And rocking your cradle she softly sings:
“Sleep, little tulip, sleep!”


NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT

Music by REGINALD pe KOVEN
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THE BROOK

Heigh-ho, but a child was I!
There were rushes and willows in that place,
And they clutched at the brook as the brook ran by;
And the brook it ran its own sweet way,
As a child doth run in heedless play,
And as it ran I heard it say:
“Hasten with me
To the roistering sea
That is wroth with the flame of the morning sky!”

| LOOKED in the brook and saw a face—

I look in the brook and see a face—
Heigh-ho, but the years go by!
The rushes are dead in the old-time place,
And the willows I knew when a child was I.
And the brook it seemeth to me to say,
As ever it stealeth on its way—
Solemnly now, and not in play:
“Oh, come with me
To the slumbrous sea
That is gray with the peace of the evening sky!”

Heigh-ho, but the years go by—
I would to God that a child were I!


THE BROOK

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‘“* FIDDLE-DEE-DEE ”

And all he could whistle was “‘ Fiddle-dee-dee ”—
A very provoking, unmusical song

For one to be whistling the summer day long!

Yet always contented and busy was he

With that vocal recurrence of “ Fiddle-dee-dee.”

[as once was a bird that lived up in a tree,

Hard by lived a brave little soldier of four,
That weird iteration repented him sore;

“T prithee, Dear-Mother-Mine! fetch me my gun,
For, by our St. Didy! the deed must be done
That shall presently rid all creation and me

Of that ominous bird and his ‘ Fiddle-dee-dee ’!”

Then out came Dear-Mother-Mine, bringing her son
His awfully truculent little red gun;

The stock was of pine and the barrel of tin,

The “bang” it came out where the bullet went in—
The right kind of weapon, I think you ’ll agree,

For slaying all fowl that go “Fiddle-dee-dee” !

The brave little soldier quoth never a word,

But he up and he drew a straight bead on that bird;
And, while that vain creature provokingly sang,

The gun it went off with a terrible bang!

Then loud laughed the youth—“ By my Bottle,” cried he,
“T’ve put a quietus on ‘Fiddle-dee-dee’ !”

Out came then Dear-Mother-Mine, saying: “ My son,
Right well have you wrought with your little red gun!
Hereafter no evil at all need I fear,
With such a brave soldier as You-My-Love here!”
She kissed the dear boy.

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“ FIDDLE- DEE- DEE”

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OH, LITTLE CHILD

USH, little one, and fold your hands—
H The sun hath set, the moon is high;
The sea is singing to the sands,

And wakeful posies are beguiled
By many a fairy lullaby— :
Hush, little child—my little child!

Dream, little one, and in your dreams
Float upward from this lowly place—
Float out on mellow, misty streams
To lands where bideth Mary mild,
And let her kiss thy little face,
You little child—my little child!

Sleep, little one, and take thy rest—
With angels bending over thee,
Sleep sweetly on that Father’s breast
Whom our dear Christ hath reconciled—
But stay not there—come back to me,
Oh, little child—my little child!
OH, LITTLE CHILD

Music by GERRIT SMITH
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LITTLE BOY BLUE

But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds 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.

T. little toy dog is covered with dust,

“Now, don’t you go till I come,” he said,
“ And don’t you make any noise!”

So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys;

And, as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue—

Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true!

Aye, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place—
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.

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LITTLE BOY BLUE

Music by REGINALD pe KOVEN

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My mulberry one, my golden son,
The rose shall sing thee lullabies,

My pretty cosset lambkin!
And thou shalt swing in an almond-tree,
With a flood of moonbeams rocking thee,—
A silver boat in a golden sea, —

My velvet love, my nestling dove,

My own pomegranate-blossom!

| thou wilt close thy drowsy eyes,

The stork shall guard thee passing well
All night, my sweet, my dimple-feet,
And bring thee myrrh and asphodel,
My gentle rain-of-springtime;
And for thy slumber-play shall twine
The diamond stars with an emerald vine,
To trail in the waves of ruby wine,
My hyacinth-bloom, my heart’s perfume,
My cooing little turtle!

And when the morn wakes up to see
My apple-bright, my soul’s delight,
The partridge shall come calling thee,
My jar of milk-and-honey!
Yes, thou shalt know what mystery lies
In the amethyst deep of the curtained skies,
Tf thou wilt fold thy onyx eyes,
You wakeful one, you naughty son,
You chirping little sparrow!


ARMENIAN LULLABY

Music by G. W. CHADWICK





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HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN

AIR is the castle up on the hill—
F Hushaby, sweet my own!

The night is fair, and the waves are still,
And the wind is singing to you and to me

In this lowly home beside the sea—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

On yonder hill is store of wealth—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

And revellers drink to a little one’s health;

But you and I bide night and day

For the other love that has sailed away—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

See not, dear eyes, the forms that creep
Ghostlike, O my own!

Out of the mists of the murmuring deep;

Oh, see them not and make no cry

Till the angels of death have passed us by—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

Ah, little they reck of you and me—
Hushaby, sweet my own!

In our lonely home beside the sea;

They seek the castle up on the hill,

And there they will do their ghostly will—
Hushaby, O my own!

Here by the sea a mother croons
“Hushaby, sweet my own!”
In yonder castle a mother swoons
While the angels go down to the misty deep,
Bearing a little one fast asleep—
Hushaby, sweet my own!


HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN

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DUTCH LULLABY

\ \ . YNKEN, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe, —
Sailed on a river of misty light
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

* * * * *

All night long their nets they threw
For the fish in the twinkling foam,
Then down from the sky came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
*T was all so pretty a sail, it seemed
As if it could not be;
And some folk thought ’t was a dream they ’d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea;
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock on the misty sea
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three, —
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.


DUTCH LULLABY

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CHILD AND MOTHER

And go where I ask you to wander,
I will lead you away to a beautiful land—
The Dreamland that ’s waiting out yonder.
We 'll walk in a sweet-posie garden out there
Where moonlight and starlight are streaming
And the flowers and the birds are filling the air
With the fragrance and music of dreaming.

() MOTHER-MY-LOVE, if you ’ll give me your hand,

There ’ll be no little tired-out boy to undress,
No questions or cares to perplex you;

There ’ll be no little bruises or bumps to caress,
Nor patching of stockings to vex you.

For I ll rock you away on a silver-dew stream,
And sing you asleep when you ’re weary,

And no one shall know of our beautiful dream
But you and your own little dearie.

And when I am tired I ll nestle my head
In the bosom that ’s soothed me so often,

And the wide-awake stars shall sing in my stead
A song which our dreaming shall soften.

So, Mother-My-Love, let me take your dear hand,
And away through the starlight we ’ll wander—

Away through the mist to the beautiful land—
The Dreamland that ’s waiting out yonder!


CHILD AND MOTHER

Music by W. W. GILCHRIST

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Copyright, 1896, by Charles Scribner’s Sons,
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JAPANESE LULLABY

Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;
Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging —
Swinging the nest where her little one lies.

We little pigeon, and fold your wings, —

Away out yonder I see a star,—
Silvery star with a tinkling song;

To the soft dew falling I hear it calling—
Calling and tinkling the night along.

In through the window a moonbeam comes, —
Little gold moonbeam with misty wings;

All silently creeping, it asks, “Is he sleeping —
Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings?”

Up from the sea there floats the sob
Of the waves that are breaking upon the shore,

As though they were groaning in anguish, and moaning —
Bemoaning the ship that shall come no more.

But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, —
Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes;

Am I not singing?—see, I am swinging—
Swinging the nest where my darling lies.


JAPANESE LULLABY

Music by REGINALD pe KOVEN, Op. 53, No. 2

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THE DINKEY-BIRD

(As all sapient people know),
Ts the land of Wonder-Wander,
Whither children love to go;
It’s their playing, romping, swinging,
That give great joy to me
While the Dinkey-Bird goes singing
In the amfalula tree!

[ an ocean, ’way out yonder

There the gum-drops grow like cherries,
And taffy ’s thick as peas—
Caramels you pick like berries
When, and where, and how you please;
Big red sugar-plums are clinging
To the cliffs beside that sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree.

So when children shout and scamper
And make merry all the day,

When there ’s naught to put a damper
To the ardor of their play;

When I hear their laughter ringing,
Then I ’m sure as sure can be

That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree.

For the Dinkey-Bird’s bravuras
And staccatos are so sweet—
His roulades, appoggiaturas,

And robustos so complete,
That the youth of every nation—
Be they near or far away—

Have especial delectation
In that gladsome roundelay.

Their eyes grow bright and brighter,
Their lungs begin to crow,
Their hearts get light and lighter,
And their cheeks are all aglow;
For an echo cometh bringing
The news to all and me,
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree.

I’m sure you like to go there
To see your feathered friend—
And so many goodies grow there
You would like to comprehend!
Speed, little dreams, your winging
To that land across the sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing ,
In the amfalula tree! a


THE DINKEY-BIRD

Music by EDGAR STILLMAN KELLEY, from Op. 16

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NORSE LULLABY

HE sky is dark and the hills are white
As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,
And this is the song the storm-king sings,
As over the world his cloak he flings:
“Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;”
He rustles his wings and grufily sings:
“Sleep, little one, sleep.”

On yonder mountain-side a vine

Clings at the foot of a mother pine;

The tree bends over the trembling thing,

And only the vine can hear her sing:
“Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;

What shall you fear when I am here?
Sleep, little one, sleep.”

The king may sing in his bitter flight,
The tree may croon to the vine to-night,
But the little snowflake at my breast
Liketh the song J sing the best,—
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
Weary thou art, anext my heart
Sleep, little one, sleep.


NORSE LULLABY

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THE LITTLE PEACH

LITTLE peach in the orchard grew, —
A A little peach of emerald hue;
Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew,
Tt grew.

One day, passing that orchard through,

That little peach dawned on the view

Of Johnny Jones and his sister Sue—
Them two.

Up at that peach a club they threw—
Down from the stem on which it grew
Fell that peach of emerald hue.

Mon Dieu!

John took a bite and Sue a chew,

And then the trouble began to brew,—

Trouble the doctor could n’t subdue.
Too true!

Under the turf where the daisies grew

They planted John and his sister Sue,

And their little souls to the angels flew, —
Boo hoo!

What of that peach of the emerald hue,
Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew?
Ah, well, its mission on earth is through.


THE LITTLE PEACH

(LISTEN TO MY TALE OF WOE)

Music by HUBBARD T. SMITH

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