Willy And His Sister.

Willy said to his sister,
"Please may I go with you?"
She said, "You must behave
Very nicely if you do."

"Please will you take me then
To look at the mill?"
"Yes," she said, "because you are
So very good I will."

"The miller he is
So very white and kind;
And sprinkled all over
With the flour they grind.

"And the big heaps of corn
That lie upon the floor;
He will let me play with those
I am quite sure.

"I like to hear the wheel
Make such a rushing sound,
And see the pretty water
Go round, and round, and round.

"So take me to the mill,
For then you shall see
What a very, very good boy
I really mean to be."

Kate Greenaway

Kate Greenaway was a renowned English Victorian artist and writer known for her children's book illustrations. Her work, characterized by quaint, nostalgic depictions of children and rural life, achieved remarkable popularity in the late 19th century. Greenaway's unique style, often inspired by Regency-era fashion, has had a lasting influence on children's literature and illustration.

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Miss Molly And The Little Fishes.

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When We Went Out With Grandmamma.

When we went out with Grandmamma--
Mamma said for a treat--
Oh, dear, how stiff we had to walk
As we went down the street.

One on each side we had to go,
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Going To See Grandmamma.

Little Molly and Damon
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For they're going to see
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And they very well know,
When they get there she'll take
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Some very nice cake.

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Little Phillis.

I am a very little girl,
I think that I've turned two;
And if you'd like to know my name
I'd like to tell it you.

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But Phillis is my name.
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I've got a pretty tulip
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I've got a little kitten, but
I can't give that away,
She likes to play with me so much;
She's gone to sleep to-day.

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She's got such pretty shoes on,
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You'd like to take her home with you?
Oh, no, she mustn't go;
Good-bye I want to run now,
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The Little London Girl.

In my little Green House, quite content am I,
When the hot sun pours down from the sky;
For oh, I love the country the beautiful country.
Who'd live in a London street when there's the country?

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Mammas And Babies.

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Belinda never cries;
My Baby often goes to sleep,
See how she shuts her eyes.

"Dear Mrs. Lemon tell me when
Belinda goes to school;
And what time does she go to bed?"
"Well, eight o'clock's the rule.

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