Jane Taylor
The Apple-Tree by Jane Taylor

The Apple-Tree by Jane Taylor

Old John had an apple-tree, healthy and green, Which bore the best codlins that ever were seen, So juicy, so mellow, and red; And when they were ripe, he disposed of his store, ...

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The Violet by Jane Taylor

The Violet by Jane Taylor

Down in a green and shady bed, A modest violet grew; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head As if to hide from view. And yet it was a lovely flower, Its colour bright and fair; ...

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The Orphan by Jane Taylor

The Orphan by Jane Taylor

My father and mother are dead, Nor friend, nor relation I know; And now the cold earth is their bed, And daisies will over them grow. I cast my eyes into the tomb, The ...

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The Good-Natured Girls by Jane Taylor

The Good-Natured Girls by Jane Taylor

Two good little children, named Mary and Ann, Both happily live, as good girls always can; And though they are not either sullen or mute, They seldom or never are heard to ...

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The Spider by Jane Taylor

The Spider by Jane Taylor

"Oh, look at that great ugly spider!" said Ann; And screaming, she brush'd it away with her fan; "'Tis a frightful black creature as ever can be, I wish that it would not come ...

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The Star by Jane Taylor

The Star by Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is set, And the grass with dew is wet, ...

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Mischief by Jane Taylor

Mischief by Jane Taylor

Let those who're fond of idle tricks, Of throwing stones, and hurling bricks, And all that sort of fun, Now hear a tale of idle Jim, That warning they may take by him, Nor do ...

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The Disappointment by Jane Taylor

The Disappointment by Jane Taylor

In tears to her mother poor Harriet came, Let us listen to hear what she says: "O see, dear mamma, it is pouring with rain, We cannot go out in the chaise. "All the week I ...

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Sleepy Harry by Jane Taylor

Sleepy Harry by Jane Taylor

"I do not like to go to bed," Sleepy little Harry said; "Go, naughty Betty, go away, I will not come at all, I say! " Oh, silly child! what is he saying? As if he could be ...

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Little Girls Must Not Fret by Jane Taylor

Little Girls Must Not Fret by Jane Taylor

What is it that makes little Emily cry? Come then, let mamma wipe the tear from her eye: There­ -- lay down your head on my bosom­ -- that's right, And now tell mamma what's ...

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The Holidays by Jane Taylor

The Holidays by Jane Taylor

"Ah! don't you remember, 'tis almost December, And soon will the holidays come; Oh, 'twill be so funny, I've plenty of money, I'll buy me a sword and a drum. " Thus said ...

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The Village Green by Jane Taylor

The Village Green by Jane Taylor

On the cheerful village green, Skirted round with houses small, All the boys and girls are seen, Playing there with hoop and ball. Now they frolic hand in hand, Making many ...

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Come And Play In The Garden by Jane Taylor

Come And Play In The Garden by Jane Taylor

Little sister, come away, And let us in the garden play, For it is a pleasant day. On the grass-plat let us sit, Or, if you please, we'll play a bit, And run about all over ...

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Greedy Richard by Jane Taylor

Greedy Richard by Jane Taylor

"I think I want some pies this morning," Said Dick, stretching himself and yawning; So down he threw his slate and books, And saunter'd to the pastry-cook's. And there he ...

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Finery by Jane Taylor

Finery by Jane Taylor

In an elegant frock, trimm'd with beautiful lace, And hair nicely curl'd, hanging over her face, Young Fanny went out to the house of a friend, With a large little party the ...

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A Town by Jane Taylor

A Town by Jane Taylor

A BUSY town mid Britain's isle, Behold in fancy's eye ; With tower, and spire, and civic pile, Beneath a summer sky : And orchard, garden, field, and park, And grove, and ...

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Recreation by Jane Taylor

Recreation by Jane Taylor

WE took our work, and went, you see, To take an early cup of tea. We did so now and then, to pay The friendly debt, and so did they, Not that our friendship burnt so bright ...

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Poverty by Jane Taylor

Poverty by Jane Taylor

I saw an old cottage of clay, And only of mud was the floor; It was all falling into decay, And the snow drifted in at the door. Yet there a poor family dwelt, In a hovel ...

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A Pair by Jane Taylor

A Pair by Jane Taylor

THERE was a youth--but woe is me : I quite forgot his name, and he, Without some label round his neck, Is like one pea among a peck. Go search the country up and down, Port, ...

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Accomplishment by Jane Taylor

Accomplishment by Jane Taylor

HOW is it that masters, and science, and art, One spark of intelligence fail to impart, Unless in that chemical union combined, Of which the result, in one word, is a mind ? ...

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Teaching From The Stars by Jane Taylor

Teaching From The Stars by Jane Taylor

Stars, that on your wondrous way Travel through the evening sky, Is there nothing you can say To such a little child as I? Tell me, for I long to know, Who has made you ...

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Dirty Jim by Jane Taylor

Dirty Jim by Jane Taylor

THERE was one little Jim, 'Tis reported of him, And must be to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen With hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. . . . ...

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The World In The Heart by Jane Taylor

The World In The Heart by Jane Taylor

--BUT if the foe no more without presides, There is an inner chamber where it hides ; In that strong hold prepares its last defence ; And none but heavenly arms can drive it ...

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Aims At Happiness by Jane Taylor

Aims At Happiness by Jane Taylor

HOW oft has sounded whip and wheel, How oft is buckled spur to heel, How many a steed in short relay Stands harnessed on the king's highway, How many a pleasure-freighted sail ...

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Egotism by Jane Taylor

Egotism by Jane Taylor

YE powers fantastic ! goblin, sylph and fay, Whose subtle forms no laws material sway ; Ethereal essences, that dart and glide Wherever pleasure or caprice may guide ; Who ...

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Pretty Cow by Jane Taylor

Pretty Cow by Jane Taylor

Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on ...

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Good Night by Jane Taylor

Good Night by Jane Taylor

Little baby, lay your head On your pretty cradle-bed; Shut your eye-peeps, now the day And the light are gone away; All the clothes are tucked in tight; Little baby dear, ...

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Prejudice by Jane Taylor

Prejudice by Jane Taylor

IN yonder red-brick mansion, tight and square, Just at the town's commencement, lives the mayor. Some yards of shining gravel, fenced with box, Lead to the painted ...

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Soliloquy by Jane Taylor

Soliloquy by Jane Taylor

Here's a beautiful earth and a wonderful sky, And to see them, God gives us a heart and an eye; Nor leaves us untouch'd by the pleasure they yield, Like the fowls of the ...

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A Fable by Jane Taylor

A Fable by Jane Taylor

ONE day a sage knocked at a chemist's door, Bringing a curious compound to explore.-- 'Behold ! said he, as from his vest he drew it, 'This little treasure in a golden cruet : ...

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The World In The House by Jane Taylor

The World In The House by Jane Taylor

PILGRIMS who journey in the narrow way, Should go as little cumbered as they may. 'Tis heavy sailing with a freighted ship ; 'Tis pleasant travelling with a staff and scrip. ...

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Experience by Jane Taylor

Experience by Jane Taylor

--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told : Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all, Which, one by one, may buy it as ...

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Poetry And Reality by Jane Taylor

Poetry And Reality by Jane Taylor

THE worldly minded, cast in common mould, With all his might pursuing fame or gold, And towards that goal too vehemently hurled To waste a thought about another world, Has one ...

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The Squire’s Pew by Jane Taylor

The Squire’s Pew by Jane Taylor

A SLANTING ray of evening light Shoots through the yellow pane ; It makes the faded crimson bright, And gilds the fringe again : The window's gothic frame-work falls In ...

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My Mother by Jane Taylor

My Mother by Jane Taylor

Who fed me from her gentle breast And hushed me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest? My mother. When sleep forsook my open eye, Who was it sung sweet ...

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The Poppy by Jane Taylor

The Poppy by Jane Taylor

High on a bright and sunny bed A scarlet poppy grew And up it held its staring head, And thrust it full in view. Yet no attention did it win, By all these efforts made, ...

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