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Book: Love Songs of Childhood

To Mrs. Belle Angler





Dearest Aunt:

Many years ago you used to rock me to sleep, cradling me in your
arms and singing me petty songs.  Surely you have not forgotten
that time, and I recall it with tenderness.  You were very
beautiful then.  But you are more beautiful now; for, in the years
that have come and gone since then, the joys and the sorrows of
maternity have impressed their saintly grace upon the dear face I
used to kiss, and have made your gentle heart gentler still.

Beloved lady, in memory of years to be recalled only in thought,
and in token of my gratitude and affection, I bring you these
little love-songs, and reverently I lay them at your feet.

Eugene Field
Chicago, November 1, 1894

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  • The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street
    Comes stealing; comes creeping;
    26 lines
  • On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,
    And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • When baby wakes of mornings,
    Then it's wake, ye people all!
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • When our babe he goeth walking in his garden,
    Around his tinkling feet the sunbeams play;
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Come, my little one, with me!
    There are wondrous sights to see
    53 lines
  • Have you ever heard the wind go "Yooooo"?
    'T is a pitiful sound to hear!
    46 lines, 4 comments
  • When the busy day is done,
    And my weary little one
    50 lines
  • 'T is when the lark goes soaring
    And the bee is at the bud,
    32 lines
  • Up in the attic where I slept
    When I was a boy, a little boy,
    28 lines
  • Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
    Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!
    43 lines
  • There once was a bird that lived up in a tree,
    And all he could whistle was \
    31 lines, 1 comment
  • I say, as one who never feared
    The wrath of a subscriber's bullet,
    33 lines, 2 comments
  • I looked in the brook and saw a face -
    Heigh-ho, but a child was I!
    23 lines
  • I'm a beautiful red, red drum,
    And I train with the soldier boys;
    50 lines
  • Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -
    Perhaps you have seen him before;
    59 lines
  • Last night, as my dear babe lay dead,
    In agony I knelt and said:
    33 lines
  • Little All-Aloney's feet
    Pitter-patter in the hall,
    42 lines
  • It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks,
    That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes;
    38 lines
  • When thou dost eat from off this plate,
    I charge thee be thou temperate;
    10 lines
  • So, so, rock-a-by so!
    Off to the garden where dreamikins grow;
    27 lines
  • The top it hummeth a sweet, sweet song
    To my dear little boy at play -
    31 lines, 1 comment
  • A sunbeam comes a-creeping
    Into my dear one's nest,
    20 lines
  • Play that my knee was a calico mare
    Saddled and bridled for Bumpville;
    43 lines
  • The gingham dog and the calico cat
    Side by side on the table sat;
    38 lines
  • It's June ag'in, an' in my soul I feel the fillin' joy
    That's sure to come this time o' year to every little boy;
    24 lines
  • There's a dear little home in Good-Children street -
    My heart turneth fondly to-day
    42 lines
  • See, what a wonderful garden is here,
    Planted and trimmed for my Little-Oh-Dear!
    26 lines
  • Up yonder in Buena Park
    There is a famous spot,
    178 lines
  • Swing high and swing low
    While the breezes they blow -
    22 lines
  • Last night the Stork came stalking,
    And, Stork, beneath your wing
    34 lines
  • Play that you are mother dear,
    And play that papa is your beau;
    31 lines
  • A bottle tree bloometh in Winkyway land -
    Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say!
    24 lines
  • I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice,
    An' things 'at girls are skeered uv I think are awful nice!
    30 lines
  • Of mornings, bright and early,
    When the lark is on the wing
    52 lines
  • The little French doll was a dear little doll
    Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses;
    38 lines
  • Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce
    Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice.
    48 lines
  • Fisherman Jim lived on the hill
    With his bonnie wife an' his little boys;
    54 lines
  • Little Miss Brag has much to say
    To the rich little lady from over the way
    42 lines
  • Over the hills and far away,
    A little boy steals from his morning play
    27 lines
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