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HONGS FOE THE NURSERY. |
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Oh, what a pretty shining web
It was when it was done! The little flies all came to see It hanging in the sun.
Round about, and round about,
And round about they danced,
Across the web, and back agaiu,
They darted and they glanced.
The hungry spider sat and watched
The happy little flies ; It saw all round about its head, It had so many eyes.
Round about, and round about,
And round about they go, Across the web, and back agaiu, Now high�now low.
" I'm hungry, very hungry,"
Said the spider to a fly. " If you were caught within the web You very soon should die."
But round about, and round about,
And round about once more, Across the web, and back again, They flitted as before.
For all the flies were much too wise
To venture near the spider; They flapped their little wings, and flew In circles rather wider.
Round about, and round about, And round about went they, Across the web, and back again, And then they flew away. |
THE SPIDER AND THE FLY.
Mary Howitt.
" Will you walk into my parlor ?"
Said a spider to a fly; " 'Tis the prettiest little parlor
That ever you did spy. The way into my parlor
Is up a winding stair, And I have many pretty things
To show when you are there." " Oh no, no !" said the little fly ;
" To ask me is in vain ; For who goes up your winding stair
Can ne'er come down again."
" I'm sure you must be weary
With soaring up so high ; Will you rest upon my little bed ?"
Said the spider to the fly. " There are pretty curtains drawn around,
The sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile,
I'll snugly tuck you in." "Oh no, no!" said the little fly,
" For I've often heard it said They never, never wake again
Who sleep upon your bed."
Said the cunning spider to the fly,
" Dear friend, what shall I do To prove the warm affection
I've always felt for you ? I have within my pantry
Good store of all that's nice ; I'm sure you're very welcome�
Will you please to take a slice ?" " Oh no, no!" said the little fly;
" Kind sir, that can not be; I've heard what's in your pantry,
And I do not wish to see."
" Sweet creature," said the spider,
" You're witty and you're wise; How handsome are your gauzy wings!
How brilliant are your eyes! I have a little looking-glass
Upon my parlor shelf; If you'll step in one moment, dear,
You shall behold yourself." " I thank you, geutle sir," she said,
" For what you're pleased to say; |
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WHEN GOOD KING ARTHUR RULED HIS LAND.
When good King Arthur ruled his land He was a goodly king; 4 He stole three pecks of barley-meal, To make a bag-pudding.
A bag-pudding the king did make, And stuffed it well with plums,
And in it put great lumps of fat As big as my two thumbs.
The king and queen did eat thereof,
And all the court besides; And what they could not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried. |
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