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Dr. Do-Diddily and the Dee-Dot's
Nursery Rhymes
SLIGHTLY OLDER NURSERY RHYMES
THE FLY- AWAY HORSE by Eugene Field
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -
 Perhaps you have seen him before;
Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has swept
Through the moonlight that floats on the floor.
For it's only at night, when the stars twinkle bright,
That the Fly-Away Horse, with a neigh
And a pull at his rein and a toss of his mane,
Is up on his heels and away!
The moon in the sky,
As he gallopeth by,
Cries: "Oh! what a marvelous sight!"
And the stars in dismay
Hide their faces away
In the lap of old Grandmother Night.
It is yonder, out yonder, the Fly-Away Horse
Speedeth ever and ever away -
Over meadows and lanes, over mountains and plains,
Over streamlets that sing at their play;
And over the sea like a ghost sweepeth he,
While the ships they go sailing below,
And he speedeth so fast that the men at the mast
Adjudge him some portent of woe.
"What ho there!" they cry,
As he flourishes by
With a whisk of his beautiful tail;
And the fish in the sea
Are as scared as can be,
From the nautilus up to the whale!
And the Fly-Away Horse seeks those faraway lands
You little folk dream of at night -
Where candy-trees grow, and honey-brooks flow,
And corn-fields with popcorn are white;
And the beasts in the wood are ever so good
To children who visit them there -
What glory astride of a lion to ride,
Or to wrestle around with a bear!
The monkeys, they say:
"Come on, let us play,"
And they frisk in the coconut-trees:
While the parrots, that cling
To the peanut-vines, sing
Or converse with comparative ease!
Off! scamper to bed - you shall ride him tonight!
For, as soon as you've fallen asleep,
With a jubilant neigh he shall bear you away
Over forest and hillside and deep!
But tell us, my dear, all you see and you hear
In those beautiful lands over there,
Where the Fly-Away Horse wings his faraway course
With the wee one consigned to his care.
Then grandma will cry
In amazement: "Oh, my!"
And she'll think it could never be so;
And only we two
Shall know it is true -
You and I, little precious! shall know!
Can't you tell it's from the pen of the amazing Eugene Field.
| OLD MOTHER GOOSE AND HER GANDER
Old Mother Goose when she wanted to wander,
Would ride through the air on a very fine gander.
Mother Goose had a house, 'twas built in a wood,
Where an owl at the door for sentinal stood.
This is her son Jack, a plain looking lad,
He is not very good, nor yet very bad.
She sent him to market, A live goose he bought;
"Here Mother," says he, "It will not go for nought."
Jack's goose and her gander grew very fond;
They'd both eat together, Or swim in the pond.
Jack found one morning as I have been told,
His goose had laid him an egg of pure gold.
Jack sold his gold egg to a rogue of a Jew,
Who cheated him out of the half of his due.
The Jack went a courting a lady so gay,
As fair as the lily, as sweet as the may.
Then old Mother Goose that instant came in,
And turned her son Jack into famed Harlequin.
The Jew and the Squire came behind his back,
And began to belabour the sides of poor Jack.
 She then with her wand touched the lady so fine
And turned her at once into sweet Columbine.
The gold egg into the sea was thrown in,
When Jack jumped in and got it back again.
The Jew got the goose, which he vowed he would kill,
Resolving at once his pockets to fill.
Jack's mother came in, and caught the goose soon,
And, mounting its back, flew back to the moon.
| A NURSERY RHYME PIN BOARD
Mouse over the picture to see the rhyme,
Try and guess what it is first though.
 
 
 
| Here is the New Toy's Experiment for advertising there wares.
There are two seperate site pages.
This one is Toys the other Toys 2 makes sense really :) 
Toys vary from Game figures to Cuddlies.
13 November 2009 18:59 (HKT)
Weekly Toys Update: Jingai Makyou Ignis, Saber, SRT OG Girls,
Cammy (green vers.), Emaretta, Entry Plug Rei, Oracle Plum, FFXIII Play
Arts, Nendoroid Alphard + Ain & much more!
Welcome to this week's toys update. Check out the wonderful
collectibles we just got in stock and all the new products made
available for preorder.
As toys, especially collectible ones, are produced in limited
numbers and are often sold out prior to the actual release date, we
strongly recommend to preorder the figures of your desire as early as
possible.
The red head heroine Ignis
| THE MOTHER TO HER INFANT
This Lullaby Rhyme is by Thomas Miller,
the basket maker who attracted some notice as a writer for and about children.
Slumber, my darling, no danger is near,
Thy mother sits by thee to guard thy repose;
Though the wind roars aloud, not a breath reaches here
To shake the white curtains which round thee do close:
Then slumber, my darling, and sleep without fear,
Thou art safe from all danger, my dearest, while here.
What is it the angels do unto thee say
When thou does lie smiling so sweet in thy sleep?
Are they trying , my sweetest, to lure thee away,
And leave me alone in my sorrow to weep?
Oh, sometimes I fancy they whisper thy name,
And would fain bear thee back to the land whence they came.
 Then never, my darling, when thou growest old
Forget her who on thy sweet infancy smiled,
To whom thou wert dearer than jewels and gold,
Who studied thy looks and thy wishes, my child,
Who, when thou didst need her, was never away,
In health or in sickness, by night or by day.
Perfection I think, thank you Thomas Miller.
| WELL WE STARTED THE PAGE WITH MOTHER GOOSE AND NOW FOR SOME OF HER RHYMES SUNG FOR YOU INSTEAD.
I SHOULD THINK THAT YOU CAN GET THE WHOLE FAMILY
TO JOIN IN WITH YOU AS WELL. |
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