The Children's First [-Third] Book of Poetry Volume 3 (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: AN IRISH MELODY Ah, sweet Kitty Neil! rise up from your wheel ? Your neat little foot will be weary from spinning; Come, trip down with me to the sycamore tree; Half the parish is there, and the dance is beginning. The sun is gone down, but the full harvest moon Shines sweetly and cool on the dew-whitened valley, While all the air rings with the soft, loving things Each little bird sings in the green shaded alley. With a blush and a smile, Kitty rose up the while, Her eye in the glass, as she bound her hair, glancing. "Pis hard to refuse when a young lover sues, So she couldn't but choose to go off to the dancing. And now on the green the glad groups are seen ? Each gay-hearted lad with the lass of his choosing; And Pat, without fail, leads out sweet Kitty Neil ? Somehow, when he asked, she ne'er thought of refusing. Now Felix Magee puts his pipes to his knee, And, with flourish so free, sets each couple in motion; With a cheer and a bound, the lads patter the ground ? The maids move around just like swans on the ocean. Cheeks bright as the rose ? feet light as the doe's ? Now cozily retiring, now boldly advancing; Search the world all around from the sky to the ground No such sight can be found as an Irish lass dancing! Poor Pat feels his heart, as he gazes, depart, Subdued by the smart of such painful yet sweet love; The sight leaves his eye as he cries with a sigh, " Dance light, for my heart it lies under your feet, love!" Denis Mccarthy. FLYING FISH Out where the sky and the sky-blue sea Merge in a mist of sheen, There started a vision of silver things, A leap and a quiver, a flash of wings The sky and sea between. Is it of birds from the blue above, Or fish from the depths that be? Or is it the ghosts In s...