Dinah.

Dinah's cheeks are black as coal;
    Dinah's lips are red;
Dinah's eyes are bright, although
    Dinah's off to bed.

Dinah's bows are green and blue;
    Dinah's teeth are white;
Dinah's bottle's meant to feed
    Dinah in the night.

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Dinah Kneading Dough

I have seen full many a sight
Born of day or drawn by night:
Sunlight on a silver stream,
Golden lilies all a-dream,
Lofty mountains, bold and proud,
Veiled beneath the lacelike cloud;
But no lovely sight I know
Equals Dinah kneading dough.

Brown arms buried elbow-deep
Their domestic rhythm keep,
As with steady sweep they go
Through the gently yielding dough.
Maids may vaunt their finer charms--
Naught to me like Dinah's arms;
Girls may draw, or paint, or sew--
I love Dinah kneading dough.

Eyes of jet and teeth of pearl,
Hair, some say, too tight a-curl;
But the dainty maid I deem
Very near perfection's dream.
Swift she works, and only flings
Me a glance--the least of things.
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Brownie.

There is a brown dolly
    Who has a guitar;
She plays on it always,
    Tra lal, tra lal la!

She has a new ditty
    For every day;
I wish you could hear it,
    Tra lal, tra lal lay!

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The Sea-side Doll.

There's one doll for winter,
    When ice comes and snow;
Another for spring time,
    When primroses grow.

A dolly for dark nights,
    To take into bed;
And one for the morning,
    Till lessons are said.

But this is the dolly
    To play on the sands,
You see both a pail and
    A spade in her hands.

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Mollie.

Mollie's frock is crimson,
    Her petticoat's of lace;
Mollie's hair is golden,
    And curls about her face.

Mollie's friends are many,
    She's off to visit one;
Mollie takes her sunshade,
    To keep away the sun.

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Blue-Coat.

His dressing-gown's blue, and
    His girdle is red;
He wears a black cap
    On top of his head.

He carries a candle
    To give you a light,
In case you should ever
    Get up in the night.

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Dinah In Heaven

She did not know that she was dead,
But, when the pang was o'er,
Sat down to wait her Master's tread
Upon the Golden Floor,

With ears full-cock and anxious eye
Impatiently resigned;
But ignorant that Paradise
Did not admit her kind.

Persons with Haloes, Harps, and Wings
Assembled and reproved;
Or talked to her of Heavenly things,
But Dinah never moved.

There was one step along the Stair
That led to Heaven's Gate;
And, till she heard it, her affair
Was, she explained, to wait.

And she explained with flattened ear,
Bared lip and milky tooth,
Storming against Ithuriel's Spear
That only proved her truth!

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