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Richard Hunter
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The Highlander.
Right about, left about, Halt and stand at ease!Shoulder arms, attention, Steady, if you please.Order arms, present arms, Forward, by your right!Double, double, double, Double to the fight!
The Imp.
You may call him an imp, Or a gnome or a sprite;And whate'er you call him You are sure to be right.He is here, he is there, He will never stay long;If you think he is caught, You are sure to be wrong.
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.
The Shepherdess.
Shepherdess! Shepherdess! Looks to the sheep;Shepherdess! Shepherdess! Watches their sleep.Shepherdess! Shepherdess! When they cry "Baa,"Shepherdess! Shepherdess! Knows where they are.
The Swinging Clown.
Swing up! Swing down!Here goes the clown. Swing left! Swing right!Mind you hold tight. Swing low! Swing high!Right to the sky.
The Twins.
If one were not blue, While the other is red,You'd fancy that Su- San was Mary instead.If one were not red, While the other is blue,'Twould surely be said, That Miss Mary was Sue!