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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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