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200 Children's Song Lyrics, incuding Christian Hymns - online songbook

	SONGS FOR CHILDHOOD.                                                       69
	Oh ! I shall be delighted To hear her speak agaiu, Though I know she'll ne'er return to us- To ask her would be vain. So I'll put my arms around her, Aud look into her eyes, And remember all I said to her, And all her sweet replies. And then I'll ask the angel To bear me back to you ; He'll bear me slow and steadily Down through the ether blue. And you'll ouly think, dear mother, I have been out to play, And have gone to sleep beneath a tree, This sultry summer's day.		Oh! what do you say to the flowers, dear brook, That cluster so close to your brink ? Aud what do you say to yourself, little brook, As you ripple in music along ? The while that I till my pitcher, dear brook, Please tell me the words of your song. You are hasting away to the sea, dear brook, To the great unfathomed sea; You may not delay for a moment, dear brook : Is that what you whisper to me ? Ah! then is your life like ours, little brook, Ever hurrying, hurrying ou, Till the waves, an unknown sea, little brook, We reach some day, and are gone !
	THE BROOK. Mrs. Charles Heaton. Where are you running so fast, little brook, Over the stones so gray? Stop for a moment, I prithee, dear brook, Just for a moment, and play. You chatter away as you flow, little brook, But speak to me never a word, Though often I whisper to you, little brook, Sweet secrets by others unheard. Oh ! what do you say to the birds, little brook, That fly to your bosom to drink ?		CASTLES IN THE AIR. James Ballanttne. The bonnie, bonnie bairn Who sits with careless grace. Glowering in the fire With his wee round face, Laughing at the gusty flame� What sees he there ? Ha! the young dreamer Builds castles in the air. His wee chubby face And his rough curly head Are dancing and nodding To the fire in its bed ;
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