piiilii3i|iiglliii;iiu;^:^v-ri^ •'J- / MOTHER-PLAY AND NURSERY SONGS loctrg, lllirsic antr llicttTrfS FOR THE NOBLE CULTURE OF CHILD LIFE WITH NOTES TO MOTHERS BY FRIEDRICH FROEBEL L TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY FANNIE E. DWIGHT AND JOSEPHINE JARVIS EDITED BY ELIZABETH P. PEABODY CONTAINING ALL THE ORIGINAL MUSIC AND FINGER EXERCISES WITH FACSIMILES OF OVER FIFTY ENGRAVINGS FROM THE AUTHOR'S EDITION BOSTON LOTHROP, LEE & SHEPARD CO. ^ LIBR«HV of CONGRESS Two Cipiu RKtIved SEk 27 1906 Cl/SS J XXC. N.. COFVKlCiHT, 1878, BY LEE AND ShEPARD. Copyright, igo6, by Josephine J akvis. Mother-Play. xf M us I \ ■ / , Aoc.no. Berwick & Smith Co., Norwood, Mass., U.S.A. m- TABLE OF CONTENTS. Vignette Title Plate i American Preface 7 German Preface (translated) 8 The Mother in Unity with her Child ... 9 Mother's Self-Communings 11 Music — Introductory Song 13 Play with the Limbs 17 Falling, Falling 18 Music — Play with the Limhs; Falling, Falling . ig The Weather-vane 21 All's Gone 23 Music — Weather-vane, and All's Gone ... 25 Song of Taste 26 Song of Smell . . 27 Music — Song of Taste 29 Tick-tack 31 Music — Tick-tack 33 Grass-mowing 35 Ueckon to the Chickens 37 Music — Grass-mowing 39 Beckon to the Pigeons 41 Fishes 43 The Target; or, Lengthwise, Crosswise ... 45 Music — Beckon to the Pigeons; Fishes; The Tar- get, or Lengthwise, Crosswise 47 Pat-a-cake 49 The Bird's Nest 51 Music — Pat-a-cake, and The Little Nest ... 53 The Flower-basket 55 The Pigeon-house 57 Music — The Flower-basket, and The Pigeon-house. 59 This Little Thumb 61 Music — This Little Thumb 63 The Finger Game 65 Grandmother and Mother ,67 The Little Thumb is One 69 The Piano-Forte 70 Up and Down the Fingers Go . . . .^ . 71 Brothers and Sisters 73 Music — Finger-song, and Grandmamma ... 75 Music — Mother, Good and Dear; The Little Thumb is One; The Piano-forte 76 Music — Brothers and Sisters 77 TACZ Children at the Tower ....... 78 Child and the Moon 81 Boy and the Moon 82 Little Maiden and the Stars. . . . . .84 The Light-bird on the Wall 87 Music — The Light-bird on the Wall . . . . 89 The Rabbit 51 Music — The Rabbit 93 Wolf and Wild Boar 95-97 The Little Window 99 The Window loi Music — Wolf and Wild Boar 103 Music — Little Window, and Window . . . .104 Charcoal Burner 105 Music — Charcoal Burner 107 The Carpenter 109 Music — The Carpenter m The Bridge 113 The Barn-yard Gate nj The Garden Gate 117 The Little Gardener ng Music — The Bridge, and Barn-yard Gate . . .121 Music — Little Gardener 122 The Wheelwright 123 The Joiner 125 Music — Song of Perfume, and The V^^heelwright . 127 Music — The Joiner 128 The Knights and Good Child 129 Music — The Knights and Good Child. . . .131 The Knights and Ill-humored Child .... 133 Music — The Knights and Ill-humored Child . . 135 Child, Hide Thee .... ... 137 Music — Child, Hide Thee 139 Hiding of the Child 141 Music — Hide 143 Coo-coo 145 The Toyman and the Maiden 146 The Toyman and Boy 148 Church-door and Window ...... 150 Music — The Cuckoo 153 The Little Artist 155 Music — Conclusion 157 Notes to Mothers. 159 5 AMERICAN PREFACE. BY ELIZABETH P. PEABODY. 'T'HIS book, nalque in the world's literature, is brought out in America in answer to a wide demand of American mothers. Froebel was born in Germany ; but he was truly cosmopolitan in spirit, and recognized that in America, where the nations have come together at last to understand one another, instead of meeting, as hitherto, to prey upon each other, the self-activity of universal childhood can best be cultivated for self-direction and self-government ; inasmuch as the first word of our nationality was, is, and ever shall be, " all men are created free and equal." The only perfect guardian and cherisher of free self-activi- ty is the mother's love, who respects it in her own child by an instinct deeper than all thought, restraining her own self- will, and calling out a voluntary obedience (the only obedience worthy of the name), because it proceeds from hearts that " the forms of j'oung imagination have kept pure " (to quote the English poet, whose psychology of childhood is identical with Froebel's, (see Wordsworth's Ode on the Intimations of Immortality in Childhood). In this study into the divine meaning of the instinctive, spontaneous plays of childhood, it was Froebel's purpose to elevate the mother's instinct into insight, and thereby purify it from idiosyncratic infirmities ; so that she might see, in the unconscious play of the child, the same laws working that make the archangel in his heavenly sphere ; even as the same laws that whirl the planets in their vast orbits guide the stone flung from a child's hand. Thus she would see, that, to make the child's play hearty and enjoyable, it must be kept so by her companionship and sympathy; and compass the childish aim successfully by her suggesting the laws of order which are not yet evolved in the child's own mind, but which orderly playing will develop, to guide the life forever after. into communion with the wisdom, love, and power of GoA When this lesson is fully learned, and faithfully applied in education by mothers and their assistant kindergartners, who build the bridge between the mother's nursery and the schools of instruction, the demoralizing chaos, in which we seem to have been living for ages, will give way to a paradise more than regained, because glorified by that union of Love and Thought, as companions using the highway of human life, of which our own Emerson has sung, ** Who know one only mortal grief, Past all balsam and relief. When, by false companions crossed, The travellers have each other lost." Some persons have foolishly suggested that there must be a difference between an American and German kindergarten. But the kindergarten, true to the one nature of childhood, is irrespective of all local circumstances. Generosity, self- respect, courtesy and reverence, spontaneous geometry, rhythmical motion, music, and plastic art, are universal as humanity; and it is these which make the kindergarten one and the same in all countries. Besides, so far as this book is redolent of the subjectivity of German life, it is a salutary contrast to the extreme objectivity of the American life; and the connection of opposites is the law of the complete, well-balanced life, that we are in pursuit of for our children and ourselves. We particularly call attention to Miss Fanny E. Dwight's rendering of the German songs into English, at once literal and graceful, and adapted to the cadences of the music. Miss Josephine Jarvis's faithful translation of the prose is also commended. PREFACE TO THE SECOND GERMAN EDITION. BY DR. WICHARD LANGE. ■pROEBEL'S mother-songs are here offered to the public in their ori'^inal form. It has been often remarked, that both tlie poetry and the illustrations might be improved ; and we do not deny it. But wlio could alter them, without at the same time injuring the spirit which breathes through the whole? We have not to do here with disconnected stories and pictures. What we have before us is one whole, woven together with great ingenuity and skill : it is a leaf taken from German family life. In this book we have an example of that true spirit which regards earthly life as the fore- shadowing of a much higher e.xistence, the man as the highest development, and the child as a bud upon the tree of humanity containing within itself the germ of the whole. We see a rejoicing mother who deems herself supremely blest, because she recognizes that from her has sprung the Divine image in human form; and that she is admitted to take active part in the gradual development of tlie eternal in the mortal, of the unending in the transitory, in short, of the divme in the human. In faith she receives her first- born, as a gift direct from Heaven; embraces him fondly; tends him in hope; and, while happy in the contemplation of her darling, does not forget to tliank Him who is the ulti- mate source of all life. Hence she strives to open her child's mind gradually to the world around him; she touches the tiny hands, the little legs and feet, and the soft head of her darling, giving names to each limb ; she leads on the awakening mind to objects in nearest contact with his body, then to liunian life, then to nature, and finally to heavenly things. She brings before him pictures and repre- sentations exciting feelings, developing notions, and unfold- ing the spirit of her child in the likeness and image of God. The care and gradual education of children naturally de- volve upon woman, who is especially gifted, nay, inspired for this work, and whose love encompasses the child from the hour of its birth ; who guides all his first steps, and is herself moulded and formed anew while moulding and form- ing him. She must devote her experience to the task, throwing herself heart and soul into her mission (education), and remaining faithful to it till death ; shrinking from no privation, no sacrifice, and fearing neither opposition nof scorn from the ignorant outside world. The book before us is not a complete mode of education, not a formal system of early /csso/ts for children ; but it is a moral ivliole, woven and held together by one prevailing fun damental Idea, and impressing wonderfully all those who are open to its influence ; a whole which arouses all dormant inclinations for good left by a healthy education ; a whole which awakens those purposes, thoughts, and resolutions which lead to salvation of heart ; a whole which points out the way the mother must follow, if she would solve her prac- tical problems irrespective of the criticism of a noisy mate- rial world. With this spirit, and from this standpoint, the mother will make her influence sensibly felt. For love only is the motive power and effectual working-lever in educa- tion. May every mother, therefore, avail herself of this book as a partner in her labors, and receive it joyfully as a treasure for her family ! Introductory Song. THE MOTHER IN UNITY WITH HER CHILD. •\QH child of my heart, so fair and so dear! ^^ All softly the light of knowledge shines here. What glows now so warm, thy infant form flushing, And kindles my spirit, like spring's early blushing.? Pure FAITH it is, enthroned on thy brow, That thou a mother's shelter shall know. Pure LOVE it is, in thy laughing eyes. That light to the mother's soul supplies : Bright HOPE it is that throbs in thy breast, And makes for the mother life's fountain blessed. Oh, come then, my darling ! each other viewing, We'll live in springs of life renewing. Whatever the heart of the child requiretli, The mother's heart alike desireth ; And surely thy faith, thy hope, thy love. Shall cherished be by spirits above ! Through hoping, believing, and loving 'tit given To feel the blessings and joys of heaven. 9 MOTHER'S SELF-COMMUNINGS. FEELINGS OF A MOTHER ON BEHOLDING HER FIRST-BORN CHILD. i^ GOD, my God ! in making me a wife, eS- Thou'st crowned me with the noblest joy of life ; And now thy greatest gift thou sendest me : An angel child have I received from thee. O husband, father! thank our God above For this fair token of our purest love : All do we find in this our first-born son, That in eternity shall make us one. Though born in pain, take now thy peaceful rest, My darling child, upon thy mother's breast : Thee will we guard, 'mid earth's perpetual strife. Thou crown and sweet renewal of our life. O God, our Father ! life's eternal source ! Grant thou that pure and straight may be his course. We all thy children are : oh, let one love Unite us all with thee in realms above ! THE MOTHER HAPPY IN THE CONTEMPLA- TION OF HER CHILD. Who can the mother's bliss express When playing with her infant boy? Beameth with love each fond caress, A bliss transcending earthly joy ! Then love most tender is, and all foreseeing. Caring for nought but her dear child's well-being. My baby, my baby, come whisper to me. Why all is so dear and enchanting in thee. Why is it, that, dancing and tossing my boy, I discover each instant an ever new joy? Thy fair head is like the fresh budding flower. Crowned with the dews of the sweet morning hour. As stainless and pure as the new-fallen snow. Unspoiled and sinless shines forth thy young brow, As the blossom sheds perfume around on the air, So thou fillest my heart with a joy rich and rare. Awakened by an infant's kiss. Mother's joy is deepest bliss ! Thy cheeks, soft as velvet, so healthy and rosy. Are tinged with the glow of a midsummer posy; As shines the bright sun from the deep azure sky, So thy sunshiny spirit beams forth from thy eye, And the innocent smiles that are flashing on me Rivet firmer the chain that has bound me to thee. Yea, truly, my child, from the hour of thy birth, Thou'st been less like a mortal than angel on earth. Already I see a foundation of strength ' That the trials of life will conquer at length ; E'en now I can trace in thy form frail and young. Contained in the feeble, the germ of the strong. Though sown now in weakness, self-conquest I see. Which gladdens my heart erst so tender for thee ! On my life there arises a happier morn : I am purer and better since my darling was born. To tend thee, to cherish my baby, my boy, 'Tis bliss, 'tis delight, 'tis my heart of heart's joy. THE MOTHER WHILE PLAYING WITH HER CHILD. The mother draws from gazing on her boy The truest, sweetest, deepest of all joy ; And, knowing well the fulness of that bliss. Preserves for him life's greatest happiness. O baby, sweet baby, my true love for thee Is purer and brighter than pearls of the sea ! And shall I, my darling one, shall I now show thee By what signs for my own dearest baby I know thee ? This is the little head: when it is weary, Kind mother's hand will support it, my deary. Here are the forehead, and eyes opened wide. Filling mother's fond heart with pleasure and pride; And here are the cheeks, like the white and red rose. That gently against mother's shoulder repose; Here is the tiny and delicate ear. Soon baby will listen sweet music to hear. This is the small nose ; and here is the mouth That must never speak any thing else but the truth , Here are the lips, like the red coralline, So often already pressed close against mine ; Here is the little round chin, rosy and small. With the dimple that mother loves better than all ; And this is the little face, winning and fair. Encircled with ringlets of bright golden hair; Here is the tender neck, snowy and round : Ah, where could ever such another be found? The throat that keeps baby's head steady is this. So fat and so tempting for mother to kiss ; And this is the back that gives promise of strength When baby shall grow up to manhood at length. These are the fingers and hands made for play : My darling shall learn how to use them one day. And these are — my sweet one — thy dear little arms ; Feel how mother's embrace her babe comforts and warms, And this is the heaving and well-moulded chest, (My little one ought to have health of the best); How calmly the innocent heart lieth there; May it never be burdened by sorrow or care ! May it ever be pure as the bright summer skies, Or as the first glances of infantine eyes ! Soon, soon, will it feel hidden fountains of life: May they never be troubled by anger and strife ! See, here is one leg. and again here is one : How long will it be ere thou walk quite alone? \nd these are the rosy and fat little feet : To good, not to ill, may they carry my sweet ! These arc the ankles, and these are the knees, Which shall wade in the water as much as they please: These balls on the feet, they are called baby's toes, See, here tliey are. ten of them, placed in two rows. And now all my darling's dear parts I have told. He will sjjring from my lap when about a year old: Soon after among other children he'll find Some food to improve and to strengthen his mind; Of which even now the beginnings I see. And which shall be nurtured in silence by me. THE MOTHER WATCHING THE DEVELOP. MENT OF HER CHILD. Watching the daily progress of her child, The mother prays, "God keep him undefiled ! Cjuide him whene'er the tempest rages wild." Yet she must do her best, If hopeful she would rest Llpon the Father's breast. Oh ! come and see my little one, - A flower first opening to the sun , The curly ]5ate so round and fair. The forehead smooth, and free from care. liright are my baby's eyes ; his ears, ere long, Shall listen for the sound of mother's song; His little nose shall smell the flowers bright ; His mouth drink milk each morning, noon, and night. His cheeks are rosy with refreshing slumber, Dinted by laughing dimples without number. Oil ! so fair and bright is he. Should he not my treasure be ? His hands he learns to ope and clasp, His fingers just begin to grasp. With pleasure now he takes his ball. Loves it, and will not let it fall. So strong my baby's arms are grown. That he can wave them up and down ; And even sometimes he is able To bound his ball upon the table. His legs begin to jump so high As if he wished to reach the sky. My child ! 'tis life, the heavenly power, That makes thee stronger every hour ; 'Tis mine to guard and mine to guide This life, my pleasure and my pride ; For in the joy of life at length My child will learn to know his strength, — Will learn that he must work and strive, If he would well and nobly live. THE MOTHER AND HER CHILD STANDING ON HER LAP OR RESTING IN HER ARMS. Happy the motlier striving day by day To train her child by loving, healthful play ! How happy she who by her inward light Expands and warms the human blossom bright! For where the sun in greatest glory plays. Thither the fiower turns to catch his rays. My baby ! ope those eyes of azure deep ; For mother through them to thy heart would creep, While thou with rosy lips upon me smilest, With cherub laughter weary thoughts beguilest. Give me thy little mouth, that by a kiss Thou mayest gently seal thy mother's bliss ; Reach me thy hands so fair and soft and round, Two chains by which fond mother may be bound ; Throw round my neck thy plump, caressing arm, To keep me with its loving pressure warm ; Show me, too, thy ear so fair. And little head with downy hair, — That my child, in love's warm light, May grow up as the lily white. Free from spot and free from stain, On life's cloud-traversed, verdant plain ! Plant firm thy feeble feet upon thy mother's lap : What joy to feel her near thee always, whatsoe'er may hap ! She aye will strive to be for thee her joy and fond delight. Like genial rays of sunshine that disperse the shades of night. Repose, then, calmly on thy mother's loving breast. So shall we bctli be happy, peaceful, blest ! THE CHILD AT THE MOTHER'S BREAST. Oh, see with what content and zest The infant clasps his mother's breast! A native instinct now doth move The child to trust his mother's love. As he from her receives his food. From her he seeks the highest good. One day (with reverence returning His mother's care and silent yearning), His mind will grasp the clew of right, From her example pure and bright. Mother! not only food he takes from thee. But, to a slumbering instinct true, He seeks for love and kindness too. From heart that's full of mother's sympathy. IS INTRODUCTORY SONG. THE MOTHER IN UNITY WITH HEK CHILD, Wm. nmc, Lento, (m.m. y=80.) Chi child of my heart, ^ un poco marcato il canto. S ^=t so fair tTTY ^ :?2: — c?- AJ 22: P and so at a_ t i i\_ p sf ritarda7ido. :?2: ^^ -«-% a — c- -&~ ~a- dear! y^ m All soft - ly the light of knowl - edge shines here, ^=E X ^t^. t^T- P t-^- s/n - le lar - dan -- do. -ry- ^S2L i». * o tempo. ^i=t -^r-^ X -7-»- £^^ ^ ^ V- 1 1 What glows now so warm, thy in f ant form flush - ing? And -^— ^ i 15 -=p^ -^g. ■^- ^ -i*- :2zs :^ -'^-^- a tempo. ^^t ftd. t * i^tf. 13 V ^5 1^51 :?ferf. -• — •- :!= ^ff«— * — * ^d. * ^ 'm^m i -^ 4+^ =*=^3* ~^ a kin - dies my spir - it like Spring's ear - ly binshing? That glows now so warm, thy -fti — 'ii ii ;^ =:tf r :^ «: -4- '^^ i r l§=— ! *- c- i fc^ \=: ^ ^ f I ^ ^^ ^ m * 3t ^ U I ' I > I ' ' I I ■ tr '— g^ . ^ - - fant form flush - ing, And kindles my spir - it like Spring's ear - ly binshing ? Pure -\ V ^^S ^ 5^ :r-^- fciit «— j3rc 9' r cre« ^ vr^ ten do. -^ ^i— — »- -ff^ ■ a— ■^ -^ V dim. -0— -J*! lat ^ It XI ^^ i ^-^; g g -« — #5 » — :^=^ >S — *t5 8t#- -^M- • «? ^-iV -N— N *rA r^ii N=t3: =V -^r r- g : H--f -•— • ^ faith it is, en - throned on thy brow, That thou a moth - er's shel - tcr shall know ; Pure N— ^ dolce. ^^m - ¥-r^—^ : w= 1£=±K f± ^y ^^ W^ u '• -iZ. 'Fkd s y ~ r ^ T ^ ¥ -0 * ttr— 4: ^SE^ ^^ ^^ ri - tar - dando. a tempo. ^£^- >— N S ^ iSiS It -«-T— *— •- -y-?-^- y- hopo it is that now throbs in thy breast. And niakes for the mother life's fountain blessed. Oh :|: -0 — o- ^-i m^^^^^^^m^'^^^ ^^^^f^^m come then, my darling, each oth - er view-ing, We'll live in springs of life re - new-ing ; What- :| &—%■ ■ ' » - i ^^-^TP* m ~ 1 m-TtT- ibfcK^^IlZ^ ^^J -0—^ ^m « B« ■5a=« '4 m^^M=r- P P -0 — — 0- -P—* '__«_*t_« iPed. * "Fled. * -f^d. '.'•• ^ed. ^. sem pre cres - cen - do. dolce. ^^^^^^^^^^m -^ v^^=^ ■cv - er the heart of the child re-quir-eth, The moth -er's heart a Uke (le-sir-eth: And surely ;by ^ ^I — t v-i^ ^ -V-N cres - cen - do. rsz v-/^ -0± -a— 11=^ faith, thy hope, thy love Shall cherished be, by spirits a L ^t=K U^- ^t?^:-g^-^ ^M-^ 9}M 'fSZ Ted. •A ZBZ ZBZ -J^- ^ ^=c ^=^^=^ « "7~?" -^ -c- ^e. -0 — — i — bove, Thro' hoping;, believing and loving 'Tis -^ X -o-o-'-o frtZ jC-?e: rfo. :^ I -St- -*■ r? — w~ i t s X — r -i—:/-U- T-a:' given To ^ • » a 9:^ ^iS^=?: ti* feel the blessings and joys... of Heaven. I un jjucu ri - tur - dan - do. <-0 O' V o — g S^ -•^/-•— * ^- -r>- % — o— — V J=:|: V -o ^ - JjLi^ilfki i1t-0 -£?^ ^ iiaij: %-»-a- -9'O'0' PP H--^ 4==4U i^ 1* C^f- _^^^-0_ < < U, « < i g - t^ r^^- k\ — ti — rjS'-*-^ •^^ 16 Pcrf.^^ I'ed Jf. Play with the Limbs \\ HEN first the ch Id del ghts to try \\ hat strength v th n h s hn bi lay 1 e The nother nur er> plaj be„ d It IS a 1 It from heaven Unto the motl cr given 1 hro lot vard nner 1 fe to waken Throu h play an 1 th ^1 tful port to qu cken The sense that feel n fores ght brine;s S07tg "llf OW the little limbs fl) out '^^"^ Tossin" roll ck i g all about ' Thus will the\ ^i n life an 1 strensjth — Stii p tl e flax seed out at kni'tl , To mike the oil so cleir and brij,! t Th-it feeds the pretty lamp all n ght, ■\\ here mother s love burns still and clear \\ 1 1l atchin ' o cr her child so dear "~1 /& '^^i?' Vsr !>/(*■ FallinQ-, Fallino! " A DEEPER teeling underlies Each little play the mother tries. Tims, ill the 'Falling, falling!' game, The mind conceives a higher aim; Thy child shall gain the strength and skill To conquer many a coming ill, — Shall many a threat'ning fall avoid. When tripping by his mother's side. Song. fraiOWN he goes now, falling, falling ! ^^*^ Up he springs at mother's calling ! Laughs he now in frolic glee, — Laughs so safely there to be. Sure he knows no harm befals him While his loving mother calls him. Down he goes now, falling, falling ! Up he springs at mother's calling ! Soul and body thus unfolding, Mother's love is ever moulding. No, 1. (M.M.J =120.) PLAY WITH THE LIMBS. CTr ! i ^ i How the lit - tie limbs T 4= oat, g 9 r — m * Tos - sii^, rol - hck - ing all a - boat I ^^m ^ ± 5^ ^ jt|^ i<: Thus they gain their health and strength. Stamp the flax seed out at length, To 3 « i ^- T make the oil so clear and bright, That feeds ^g: > ^ g g - S the pret - ty lamp all night. Where i 5—4 — « i 3 T -*?— 5- =P==5: :^: i ^1 r moth • er's love boms still and clear. While watch - ing o'er her child so dear. No. 2. (M.M.J =126.) FALLING, FALLINGI ^ ^E^ :K ^ ing! ^ Down he goes, now fall - ing, fall Up I he springs at moth - er's I: ^ ^-ir -^ 1- u i 4= call - ing. Laughs ho now in frol - ic glee, Laughs so safe - ly there to FM=r- -1- -t' =:^: \- , 1 — *|— -$- 5— J «> « — r^ — #=^- ■ ! =^~ PT- tt#^= A -\ — - -T— 5 -t-: -\ — _J_1_ zt- -^» — 1 # 1 I *i '* lie, Sure he knows no harm bo - falls him, While his lov - mg moth - er m calls him, Down he goes, now fall - ing, fall - ing! Up ho springs at mother's 12=15: ^ Nr £ ^m^ call - ing. Soul and bod - y thus un - folding, Moth -er's Ioto Is ev - er monldinsr. No. 3. THE WEATHERVANE. (m.m. y^69.) ^^:iS E==v -g— 5^ I ' .g. * rt^^t ■>V ^^ ^ i *^=i=s As the Tane op - on the tow - er Turns when winds and tern - pests low - er, e^ So my child ^~^^f=% ^=K u ^ •« ' his hand is turn - ing, l*ret - ty play and son learn • ing. No. 4. ALL'S GONE! (m.m. ,'=152.) -N N EBEE -t ^-l- Gone, gone, 3^ ^ * i - my child, all gone I The sup per now IS gone. Ba - by is not now s 3 :t5= ^ now with -out it, Lit S tie month knows all a - bout i it; ^^^^^^^m Lit tie tongue hath in it dipped, Down the lit £ tie throat it slipped; m w fc Kow it makes my 3 ^^ ba by gay, Full of frol - ic. -A— 57- 5^=5: of frol - ic, full of play. in health my child shall beam, and cream. Now 1} l'^Ji_L ~fTt~f"Ft in health my child shall beam, ifcl ^- Red and white like like rose ? 11 and cream. 'fS& — Song of Taste. "Ever through the senses Nature woos the child J Thou canst lielp him comprehend her lessons milA By the senses is the inner door unsealed, Where the spirit glows in light revealed. Through the senses the child's soul lies open : Keep the impressions pure; whate'er may happen. Many a care in life shall lighter seem. And life more joyfully, serenely beam." SoK£: *7&HILD, now open thy mouth ! I'll show ' C>5. What is good for thee to know. ' Bite this plum so full of juice, — Make thy little tongue of use. "Say, how tastes it?" "Ah, good, good ! " Yes, the tongue has found it good. Now then, bite this apple sound ; Red the apple is, and round ! All thy rosy face is wrinkled. As paper in the fire is crinkled. Sour, very? sharp and sour? Sweets the children love far more. Now the bitter almond try, — This he tastes more willingly : Bitter things are wholesome too, Draws the mouth a little, though. Iiitter in life we often meet : Life will make the bitter sweet. Unripe fruit avoid still more, — It is harsh from rind to core ; Vain and grief 'twill bring thee ever. Let it tempt my darling never. Life and strength he must not waste ; What is unripe never taste. 26 Song of Smell. 'The child full early may perceive, In every thing that lives, The inner presence of a power. That for existence strives. Be it in color or in form, Or fragrance of the flower. All are to existence called, By one directing power." Song. Yj^OW my little rogue may smell ^S These sweet flowers he loves so well, ■ Ah, sweet ! so sweet ! Ah ! what is it ? Canst thou tell, So sweet, so sweet, Where the hidden source may dwell? Yes ! an angel in the cell All the cup with sweets doth fill ; Says, "Though from the child concealed. Sweet perfumes I freely yield, So sweet, so sweet ! " Let me too the angel greet ; Let me smell the perfume sweet, — So sweet, so sweet, so sweet ! G^h/^ No. 5. SONG OF TASTE. (M. M. ^=72.) im^M jit ^lit ± -» — n ^ :*=^. -&-. \— t^ i^: — P-a- ^^ ■0- — « — b^-/- t ■^/- J 1. Child, now open thy mouth! I'll show What is good for thee to know ; Bite the plum so full of juio, i ;^i^ ^ ^ ICZ* : Srt-^ ^^^^ -^*f- v^ ^ Make the lit - tlo tongue of use. Sayl how tastes it? good, good I Yes, the tongue hath found it good. 2. Now then bite this ap - pie sound, Bed it is, and smooth and round. All thy ro - sy face is wrinkled, -«— 5SS 5— S a a fi! ^ \ H<«a-U/>,=-JJ-i:r-. J-^-O ^ ' I *? -ii-l ^ -g— r 5^^^5=^: :^^ Like pa - per in the fire crinkled, Sour, / ^ " ;/ 4^ very sharp and sour? Sweets the children like far more. It i S^E St=^ ^»— /- ^ — ^ 5-i- 9-^ T% ^- -* — h S 3: -c- -9rn -o-i. — r 3. Now the bit - ter aJ - mond try I This he tastes more will - ing - ly ; Bit - ter thin^^s are wholesome too. ^^si 3^E^aa^5^S35s ^^ SJ!!-^ -«-ft -g-g- ^=fe 3 ,v ->— V Draws the mouth a lit - tie. though, Bitr ter in life wo often meet; Life 31 4t will make the bit-tor sweet. F^ -*-r- =>-?- ->-T — -^-^^ -•-v^ =?^ ^F "1^ i^l^iS-^- -«-5- — \ — ►^ — ^" — >- =sJ|-g- Lt)t ^ =4=i^ =^ 1^ Li/_ — «— =5= — 1 -V— ^;;*== a a a rl= —a— o " *> 4 Un - ripe fruit avoid still more, It is harsh from rind to core, Pain and grief 'twill bring you ever, ^ e # *— :^ =*=-;?« ^9 -\— \ i^^ it«^-^^ ^fl^-*^^-^ — /-y-i-;^ ^ — / y — / — ^ — i>-^-a- ' ^ — ^;j:-*-<»-^ Let it tempt my darling never. Life and strengtli we must not waste, What is nn - ripe never taste. 29 ]| 31 No. 6. (m. M. y=92.) TICK, TACKI To anc N N .^-^ it 35 -*^-« 5 ^ and fro, To and fro, Goes the pendulum. sure and slow, i S=P i -p~ So wiU my arm in cline, Just in time and just in line, S ^ Beat by beat, with for - ward, back. Ev er tick. and ev - er tacL 1 ^"f [■■>+; &^ ^EE N ^ ^ tick, tack! tick, tack! tick. tackl UcL tack! Lit - tic clock saves * itit 3: f • *5: me from care. Tells me when the right hours are. For -:ir eat - ing, for sleep -ing, for 3 S play and all, For ., i/ 1/ 5/ ;^ ris - ing and bathing it sounds the call^ Makes my heart beat i w pore and tme, Keeps me well and ac - tivo too, Beat by beat with ^^ :ti2: ^1 W izi for - ward back. Ev er tick and ev er tack I Tick, tick, tack! .iSiiil ^:::f s Ko. 7. (M.M.J =80.) GRASS MOWING. S -^-i=^ S -JCL Hast- en to the meadow, Pe • ter, i h Mow the grass, what could be sweet- er? ---u^r. t=q -^ ••^=3 — *- ^ ^ f r*- Bring us home the fra - grant fodder, For the cow, for milk and bnt - ter. Cow is ip the lE^ bzsl^^zz^ i ^z f^-r-r 3^^=^=St r 2 3 Jt bam - yard straying. Milk her now, with - out de - lay - ing ; Cow the good rich milk is giv - ing. ^ ^ X^ Nt' li: i m. Si=¥ ^^P^e ij ^ Milk and bread are ba - by's liv-ing; Let us grate- ful be for la - bors, Bring -ing us so ^ ^^ :t= S^ss?^ :rr\ ma - ny fa- vors;Let ns grate- ful be for la -bors, Bringiu;:? us so ma - ny fa-vors. i ^ Hast - en to 3t 31 it r^ i ^>=«: the meadow, Pe -ter, Mow the grass, what can be sweeter? Thank thee, Pe- ter, ■^- ^ r- ^ -+- "g — ZfT ^m ^ r ^ Y -&- g ^ "^^ for the mowing. Thank the cow, the mUk be -stow -ing, for the milkin;^ thank our Mol - ly H-x-» H ^ ^ nS — • — ■— t- 3fi • • d ^^ 3^ -«-^- -g-^- -• — •- ae: ^1 Ba-ker for the rolls so jol-ly. For the supper thank mamma. 9-^ 9 So no thanks for- got - ten are. No. 8. (M.M.J =76.) BECKON TO THE CHICKENSI -» JT- s± -/n Beck - on to the chick -ens small, 39 Come, dear chick - ens, & 1/ one :^ and r^-^ M all I '"^-^'^te. The Taroret; or, Lenothwise, Crosswise. ' Though meaningless this play may seem, There's more in it tlian one might dream, To hmi who daily would behold The child's young mind unfold. Like the rough stone it is ; like light, Wherem the separate hues unite, Like many things in one that meet, To make the whole complete. Where all the active work and skill Moves nit by arbitrary will ; Where exists proportion fair, The child must feel a beauty there. When all complete and polished lies, He feels in his heart a glad surprise, - He feels the charm that binds in one The work in several parts begun. Behold, then, in this little play, A world-wide truth set free ! Easily may a symbol teach What thy reason may not reach. The object to the soul can speak. Far stronger the impression make. More living is a perfect whole, — Deeper than words it moves the soul, And, by its work complete and good, Ensures a true and healthy mood." Sotic ^HIS piece of wood I lengthwise lay; ■SI) Tliis piece across the other way, Throu£;h both I bore a good round hole; A wooden nail drive through the whole. This board will for the disc avail: The target is ready now for sale. "What costs it?" " Three iialfpennics." "Why three halfpennies.'' That's one too many." "One halfpenny pays for the frame of wood; One halfpenny pays for the little smooth board : One halfpenny pays for the work about it: Who cannot pay it may go without it." No. 9. (m.m. ^ BECKON TO THE PIGEONS. 69.) — y::«T. ^teg ^-- i£:izt: ±±: i^-%=^=i <^ ^f-9- 8=^ A— \ JL -^ ^] The pigeons are com - ing, dear love, to meet yoa, Beckon, then say, "sweet pigeons, I greet yon I No. 10. (M.M. J =72.) FISHES IN THE BROOK, ii^fpi -0- Jt. -o- ^^S the brook - let ck^r. Swim the bright fish - es ^ far and near. Now darting, now floating, ever they go, Some of them straight, some bent like a bow. No. 11. LENGTHWISE, CROSSWISE, or the Target. (m.m. J = 69.) P V N- :^^t=: ior This piece of - » .5. / vood I length - wise lay, This piece across r^*- -SiJ the oth s er way. Through _1J ^- w \ I X tf- '^- =^=^ -a- -6h- both I bore now a good roajid hole, A wood - en nail drive through the whole. This board will for the ± jt± jt± -K- r2: '7 l j -^^0 ' I ± -0-^0 I I 7 -^r :n7-?-2-::K— -^ disc avail. The target is ready now for sale! What costs it? Three half pennies; Wh hy three half j ^ ^ =i=K S * -T^-^ J — ' M •- _rfa wt m- -g 8 •- Gay with flowers, freshly bloomii^, Father's birthday now is com-ing; Now to dear pa- j.» iij J' j J1UU-:':^5B ^ EE^; <-^*F- ^ :!t:t -0 — a- ^ -• ir I pa we bring it. With this song and thus we sing it,Lalalala, Lalalala, * ^^=^ t: } *? Flow'rs sweet and fair, N ^ y -a — #- t^f=% tr-P^- -N— N •• — P — • — i=- -» * i W— ^ -^T feg=s4 La la la la. La la la la, Greet my dear pa- pa! ^] No. 15. (m.m. ,1 = 80.) ^ THE PIGEON HOUSE. pen now -V- my pig E ^^ E eon house, Out fly all the pigeons, once more let loose, A - way to the broad green fields they fly, They pass the day right ■ff-ftfr ^ tr—K/ fR=^ ^ ■I ' TT H ±-ffH 1- #' itTt f^^rr mer . ri - ly. And when they come back to rest at night, A - gain I close; my pigeon house tight. And when they come home to rest at night, A - gain I close my pigeon house tight. i No. 16. ¥5 (m. M. y=72.) S THIS LITTLE THUMB. ir\ ^ 7 r What's this ? what's thia ? what's th^? i* a^t ^ — N- =#-^ — a^ t=2=r This is -»-*- - g 7 g lit - tie thamb roand. It looks just like a plum round. And this? and this? and this? This lit -tie finger points the place, And rT\ I I^^-^- /TN ^Ep?3;E I 7 i ^ »=^=5 -»-Jd ¥j=fe ^ : <-*-4 *! p: :ji t*=^ straight it is, yet bends with grace; And this? and this? and this? This finger doth the longest show, And makes the mid -die of the row. And this? and this ? and this ? This one the gold - en ring shall wear, And s P^^3^S^5^^^^=5Ea5 iJzSzia ^ 3=s=^ 8 — S * «< ' like the gold is pure and fair. And this ? aid this ? and this ? This fin - ger is the least of all, And just completes the number small. Oh yes I oh yes ! oh yes I Oh yes, it is, I N f^r ^ I ^ ) ^ -1 i ^ rn ^ b » ^ ^ I J ■ J J h*j^^ L J ^ F^ I T'^r :~*~ rr~ p = =^=^ <,>v J. it is I And i ^ ^ though these lit - tie gifts i Have each a part to fill. They're all to - geth - er bound. And I . ^ -^f— t fc ^ W^=P^ ~7 \ ? f^ And thou- ^ The lit - tie thumb is one, The pointing fin - ger two. The middle fin - ger three, The --N- -* — d- — f^—ni- s: M^S ^ — ' -9- -0- -^r^ s — s- -90- l=±=5^. •H ring finger four. The lit - tie fin - ger five. 1 take them, Take them snugly all in bed. '^^^^ Sound asleep, let naught be said, tiilena'! do not early wake them, Silence ! do not ear-ly wake them. No. 21. (M.M ^=152.) THE PIANOFORTE. --^.i^r-N: 4-v Izitzfz -0^ -a- ^^^Gg3^ Touch the cla - vier now P I'p - on its i vor-y row, -u '0- -n»- -0- -0- >-ir -0- -&=i%.:=^A Press, my child, a ±. -g— ar -0 — s- fin - ger down, Out there springs a -Xz ■■^r=i^- —T ' — ~n — m . i«- loTO - ly Vt la, La la La la, La la la tone, La la la la la. La la la la :h — Nt — 1 — ^~T — *;~n — ^ — ^T — I — ? — rrsf g-*+^=f la. I.a Li la la. lia la la r hi. ti k pa ^ ^ — r-T — V La i ^^ i i fc la la la la la I N N d * ^ a la - • ■ g S — a- Li la la la Z0—9- _d &_ la la la -»-S g _^j g=jg Frt i i =^ la la la la la la la la la la la la, N P^ ^ Nc-n — N \ N S V- la 5 la la la la la ^ Up S and down the fin - gers ^^ G -t^n- m go, s m iS: now with speed and new more slow. Dp and down the fin - ger springs. Still its song the clavier sings. No. 22. (M.M.J =76.) BROTHERS AND SISTERS. ^^I&^ tfESEEEj^ ;g4=f=i: -^— V e^ «^— ^- ^ W- *=t^ ZtZJtL 'S-zt er-g- ^"^ifczc: -^^^ — ^ J#^ T^ S34 trg I , Lol sunk in each oth - ers' arms thoy lie, Drar brothers and sis - ters so peace - ful-ly. All ^ H ■ i ■ L ( ^ ■■ ^ 1 it-l tired of work and pleasure, They galh - er streni,'th from night's long leisure ; But :t^: :>-- NiT- ■*• :r v-.of-tT -g-^ -A- — ' — 56' ^— U* ^ 1 H ■ ere they close their weary eyes, Their thonghts to their Cre-a - tor rise ; The source of life and all things dear, The t: V~N — V ^^ -X— V -r^r-& -« OH 4=^ -O O-i— I ' - ^ ■ -V>r =g=gT: -g— »^- ii Father of all, Who art ev - er near ; Then sleep, |_ I N Nx I ^ -ViT r— N — N— A-- dear children in soft ~0- 1> re - pose, He '^ho -N N ^ 1 -f— A — I 3 •-i — * -«- ? "J 7 t -!=U watcheth all, Eeareth ev-'ry call. And softly now e? - 'ry eye doth close. Then child of my hean, do I %-- :«?* S N£ 7-2 : t~*±^^ 9— 5s: «— l-5-?3-«-*? :^ •— €- -*-T-» S ^ f - ' '-^- c Ny'^' :g:^:r5:? Sz:±5-^ :^ 1* ' =STg--r :t thou like the rest. And slumber, slumber, by love caressed, And slumber, slumber, by love caressed. Nos. 23. 24, 25 & 26 Are spoken. 1] Children at the Tower. 'WiiAi'icvER singly thou hast played, May in one charming whole be made. The child alone delights to play, But better still with comrades gay. The single flower we love to view, Still more the wreath of varied hue. In this and all the child may find The least within the whole combined." So yHHWO hands ! thereon eight fingers are ; ^? Two thmnbs tlie two gTandmotliers are. They've come to make each other a call : 'Tis long since they have met at all, — They bid each other welcome. Oh, welcome ! Oh, welcome ! Such bowings and such greetings ! Such glad and tender meetings ! They talk as if they would never rest ; They tell of the basket, the eggs in the nest ; They tell of the doves and the pigeon-house, — How they fly in and out in gay carouse. They tell of the little fishes gay, In the sparkling water floating away ; The baker and little patty-cakes ; The target the good brother makes. Now, when they've reviewed their plays all through, They ask each other what next they shall do. The fingers say, " To the steeple we'll go ! " Rut the little grandmothers, they say, " No ! " In the church-door the grandmothers iro. -!^ The Child and the Moon. OME, child, and see the moon, — ^ She makes it bright as noon. Come, moon, so good and mild, Come to my little child. " Gladly would I come to thee But I dwell too far away, you see : From my blue house I cannot go, My golden light I can send below. If I cannot to the child come near, I send my light and love so dear. So now, my child, be good and wise: From time to time I climb the skies. And I will send thee from above A mild and tender glance of love, And each the other meeting. Exchange a joyful greeting." Good-bye, my moon, good-bye ! With love shall love reply. ilie Boy and the Moon. Wf t seem objects in a far-off sphere To the child's inner sense to shine so near ? \Vh/ longs he for them, wishing heartily That he might now in close relation be ? A lesson 'tis, to help his mind unfold : Do not disturb the little fancy bold ; Let not the fond illusion pass away Until a true thought may its place supply, Until the true relation thou canst show. And through the outer he the inner tie may know. Then trouble not the child in his sweet dream, Ncr dare to say, " things are not what they seem." He feels the heavens are near, Nor has a thought of fear — Let him to heaven then still extend his arm. And in the happy dream be kept from harm. Song. " ^j^^'^^^^' ^^^ *^ ™°°" ■ " *^ ^°y '^ calling, oiJ^— Far outstretching longingly his hands ; While in heaven the bright full-moon is mounting, Vainly would he reach it where he stands. " Oh ! a ladder we must have to reach it. Could we find -one strong enough and tall." 411 in good faith now the child looks round him, Sees the ladder resting on the wall : _rustfully his little arms extending, " Bring the ladder ! " joyfully he cries, — .'Ml his childish fancy bent on climbing Where the moon is sailing through the skies. ^<'?^ 82 " Oh ! a ladder we must hove to S C^,f reach it. ~V «"^T> \t t ^^^ '" good faitti now the child looks c„ ^'t^'^^f^'^lKl round him, PVMi#Vvv >^i( Sees the ladder resting on the wall : i|t;^. "*' Trustfully his little arms extending, J " Bring the ladder ! " joyfully he 8) •r- cnes, — All his childish fancy bept on climbing, y^^ Where toe rucci. ''? sailing through %%m^^^ ■^ The little Maiden and the Stars. 'The child is happy to compare Objects in life of beauty rare With those whom it has held most dear, — It brings a living picture near." I T evening clear the maiden dear Her gaze to heaven is turning ; She sees two large and brilliant stars, That side by side are burning. " Father and mother stars ! " she gaily cries ; Speaks the tnother then in accents wise : "The double stars shine brightly, And well may they delight thee. Tlieir glimmering and shining, Through mazes bright entwining, A sign may be Of their love to thee, • Of peace and joy combining. Yet are their pathways crossed I5y the numberless starry host Of lesser lights around ; 84 No. 27. THE LIGHT BIRD. Child. (M.M.J =116.) m :J{=M=t^ ^m g ^^E ^ — ? — r^ ^ — ^r^ birdie dear, birdie dear, birdie on the wall I V v> ^ birdie dear, m -M^. gj^^ -^ N- ;J= 1^ -* — ^ iMfr i' p-r bir - die dear, Hold still now while I call. Ton must not fly way 80, And tt ^ ;^ I ^■^-T-ti e g It: ^ J±zfz=S=i! :*=it ^ V V ^i^-^ :t^ dance a - boat and play so, birdie dear, birdie dear. Hold still now while 1 call Mother, (m.m. J = 58.) ^ ::5=5==^ S£H: The Ut -I — -5 — ^ ^j 1 m^ tie bird IS 1/ * formed of light, It can - not be held in the i I Jj I 1 ^^ S A-^ ^ -7 il =3=^ ^ j 7 ^ l ij=il: fin - gers tight. It flies on the wall jnst to please the sight; It shines to ^ 3 4 ->, 4 m j^^ ZZHI -0 — J^-^^ the heart de - light So -#— give la it in life with full ma ny ^ ^^i=^ ^^ pleasnre. We are not to seize in onr hands the treasnre, It wa-kens a i * ^ ^ ^ I ¥ a- ^ ^^ no • bier feel - ing of joy. And both shall be - come then, the gainers there - by. No. 28. THE RABBIT. IM.M. i fc 120.) =5f=?= H ^=N ^^^ ^ r -*i— See the rab -bit run - oing, skip - ping! At the wall he stops, m r s s i i > ^ -»-^ JJ ne- y ^ \^ ^ y ' Down a - gain he quick - ly cow - ers. Hunt - er there in am - bnsb low - ers, ffiT ^ % -•^ % ir Puffl the rab bit IS dis - gust - ed, Sow the hunt - er brave is worst - ed, ^ S -•— ^ ^ ^ -a-»- u Bon - nie scam - pers I off he's vanished ! And my lit Ue song 13 finished. T The Wolf and Wild Boar. WILD BOAR. /^vsrf. \k N the orJv-wood, deep and green I ' ■"*-' Where the beasts of prey are seen, See ! a boar is prowhng round, — To and fro he snuffs the ground. Hunger now begins to teaze him ; Acorns make the food to please him. i Hark ! behind his slender back, \ Something in the woods went crack ! >Jow the hunter comes in sight : The boar has Cjuickly taken flight. The Window. ' Let not the child an inward feeling cherish, That he within himself one life can be. Only a member of the living whole, A portion of this varied life is he. Let him the inner through the outward see. The far remote that lures his gaze A part in his own being plavs. Inaudible to the outward ear may be Much that in allegory speaks tu thee. Who understands aright this language true, berenely, joyfully may life pursue." No. 29. (m.m. J= 144.) THE WOLF. ^ r r* ifi^rt In the sombre fir - tree wood, Of beasts of prey the wild a - bode. Lo! a wolf is :i; w -v-g- J^ZI^ -^—9 ^^ prowling round. m i i-i 4 U ^ i^± ■r-t-* -> — V- 3CHS 'rv i i :^: ^^= i To ana fro he snaffs the ground; Hanger presses Mm W^ sore. * :f5: f Frails for him are far too dain - ty, He would have wild game in plen r • ly- i •i^ w ■- \ i-t >:5p^ rr^^^ 2f^ ;r=*: "g — #- St -• — ^: 1 — * — I — 0*1 yl ■o- -a- ^ Hunger now be - gins to tease him, Acorns make the food to please him, Hark ! behind his slen - der back 103 ::^ft ^ V at ■-N- ^ :at: J- I -•—*/- 3*^^ „ *^B P ^__- P i— ■yi^it: E» iSomething in tlie woods went crack! crack! Sow — - JV^^ the bun - ter comes in sight, -v-i ^ H Toar lias quick - I y eh-« ;«: -^ (» ii — a — el " -J «^* t;ik - en flight. Tra - ra tra - ra. tra - ra tra - ra. ^^ - ^^^ I No. 3'i. THE LITTLE WINDOW. Oh see the lit _ ■*■ ^ win - (low bright! It fills the room with cheer - ful -?T— *— ^- X^=^ ^— * —tZ -• — »-MS — «— 3: ^— ^ -o — d- -e^^ — ^: :^1 lii;lit ; It shines all dav, And makes thee gay. Be like the light, so pnre, so bright. No. 32. (M.M.J = 72.) V THE WINDOW, it -& 9-i — m — I \ B. sr 'O' .-o- -&- -&- :4r^- ^ -«l- E^ -A- :e- e: :V-T^ Through the clie(|uered wiu - dow pane Streams the light of heaven again; bays, "I love to _ _ _ t^ "^ ^y~ 7 > be with thee, Dope you fool de - light in me." " Peep I boo peep, boo! Thou love - ly light. Oh ^ N- -K> ^"i^— U :«>: --v -t -^t* «- Zi Bl Much I love thy pn^ence bright." "Child, Tve (inickJy sy»e-A" T ::;:?: finds he no way to get - ver the stream. i % '^^ ^ K ?^ m IT / -JT -JT TT In vain his eye >5- wanders from Tt^t -^— £ I^*?^ =?=^ ^=^ %. -'.' T— ^ tree - trunk to ledge. Now Cometh the car - pen - ter, builds the light bridge, Then m h ¥ -\-v- ^ ^ %=J^ >. g :f ver and back he may go cd' as he will; With praise and with thanks to the -i wv=n ^ ^ I ^ ^ car - pen - lei's skill, With praise and with thanks to tbe {car -pen- tor's skilL NO. 36. (m.m, J=100.) r-e- ft »> y > — N — ^- THE BARN-YARD GATE. i E * ^ :^T ■t^-e-t: 3ES^ I e E :# g—— r i# -s— *?- I i Ob! what is this? This is a gate (M.M.J =72.) -^>- -^— ^ Leading to the bam -yard straight. ■ ^.=;g-N- -^ N- ^^s-:es3 p- There the po-ny is springing, hop, hop, hi — hi! The dovra are there winging, kurr, kurr, kurr, kurr. The ^^^^ 7 ^ '0- ;e&>G are all chatt<>ring, Tlio dacks are all quackinf,', Tho chiekpn.s |iwi)iii;j;, The F^i: cock londly crows. Pip pip, ki-kc-ri - ki ! Pip, pip, ki-ke-ri ki!. m V -/ H ? V Trr %~j ^r -ir--\- -«n—« i^ "^-r t> 6»- -J V >. ^ ^ ^z3^=B:^S=zi u: bees are all humming, sum, scin. sum, sum, The mooly cow lowcs, mnh,. muh, 1/ The ^i^^ -St ;:_s_? o:zai -H; 1* 1- r ->-tr T m r-»r-V -g-v- 1/ 1/ / ^ calf is there playing. The lit - tie lamb straying, Tliero bleat^th the sheep, There grunteth the swine. The f^^- (lI.M. 100.) :^r- t^ ^=i= -NiTi ^^- -f-^S 1B — S ^ ^Ef: ^-Or± -^fv^a-H5^-^^-^^ - ^^ T gate close fastened wo most keep., Oh why? Oh why? That none may fly, Each keep to his own quarter nigh. No. 37 Is spoken. No. 3S. THE LITTLE GARDENER. (M.M.J =69 Now the gar - den beds are -J i; ;/ blooming, Wa ter- pot in hand we're com - ing, ^ -K -o— -^r — g- ^=ai!W- 'Z±IJ^ s^ All the thirs - ty plants to sprin - kle, * -«»-r- -^- r r^^ — « s — All N the bndd be - gin to twin - klo, perfume rare, They pen their pet - als one -A- >Tg± roll :ic out their cups \£ the 12 a ^i-l ._/-- _yr+-^ -»-?■-- tti 3^ glowing sun, lie - ward - inn .all our ■^< by oiii', Thry 11 ten - der care. No. 39. SONG OF PERFUME (M.M. ^1= 152.) V— --> r -N- t^ -^ J' J' ;g -^ -A— »r :!: 5ow my lit - tie rogue may smeU These sweet flowers he loyes bo well. J i /TN — X — ^ -^ 1 1 ^ — ■ 1 ^ ■^ -r :^ ^■' Ah I what is it? canst thou tell? So sweet! Where the hidden source may dwell? So sweet? :!= :|t * ^^ 5-^ 4t-*— ^ S :^ Yes, an an - gel in the cell, All the cup with sweets doth fill. Says, " though from the ^^^=^ i -t-%- ._*- t -Sir^S-^ J. .... s > V— 1 — ^' — di — -i^g lijtrSt =5-F?=^ t-U— -b->- __«_ ^ t*-- -5— »- -i- — S- 9 -V v: 1 child concealed, Sweet perfumes I free- ly yield." "Let me too the an - gel gieet. ?J^ Let me smell the perfume sweet, So sweet ! So sweet ! So sweet I So sweet! So sweet! So sweet!" No. 40. (M.M J= 76.) THE WHEELWRIGHT ^ ^ m ^ *. :^ -• ^ S Let us to the wheelwright go, ^ Q • ^- ^ now! see now! see! ^-€- Watch to see what he will do. > - ^ {^ ^ ± Oh, what pains takes he. s ^ ^-^ That the auger go straight through, =7^^ 31^1 ^ i;^ :t^ C3t to his mind. That the hole be smooth and true; Now 'tis read - y i m £3^ ■N->r T=^jF=i i To the ax - le may be joined; Round it goes now, fir=g= f gr=^=^ s^ ^3=zq Ev - er round now, Round W: ^ ^MM •^ — ^^ ^ — a— now, round now, round now, yes! %■ 9 t?S: US -^ i :1E It go - eth ev er ronnd r^%'± a Round DOW, round now, round noWt Yes! It go eth ev er round. Kc. 41. THE JOINER. ;m.m. ,'=108.) u tr=^^=^ !]1 M_ -ja- ?^ Tt Zisch ! zisch I zisch! The join - er planes to his wish! ^^Vt- ^^ Makes the ta i ^- ^ -0- ZSl ble smooth and cool, Leaves no hole with in the wood. p^;jz,=^=g=^..az^=^-;. .'^ j- '^^-^=±:: -_^. 1 j- Ep=;:^^:±fci;gEEri±L-: :33=^tz^3=^-ff-^ — \i^i — ^ Zisch! zisch! zisch! Join er planes to his wish, Long, long, long. Vf if- \- '^ :*: Planing the bench so strong. Planes un - til — all white it grows, -/-TFft'-— ^ -At -f- ?3 -^-. -*=?»- SEtz^ -^-^ :^=^=^ H r- -f * ^ 1 l - -g i II Planes till not a splinter shows. Long, long, long, Planing the bench so strong. The Knights and Good Child. " There lurks within the child a hidden feeling, That he lives n')t in this life alone. He fancies forms and voices round him stealing That are strange and foreij^n to his own. A new degree of life he has begun. The genuine call of life his ear has won. Have care, then, for the little chdd io bright Let him not follow a delusive light, And not entirely in the outward live, But let the inner life its impulse give." So'ig. Hp IVE knisfhts I see riding at rapid pace ; "jj> VVitliin tlie court their steps I trace. "What would ye now, fair knights, with me ?' "We wish thy precious child to see: They say he is hke the dove so good, And hke the lamb, of merry mood. Then wilt thou kindly let us meet him, That tenderly our hearts may greet him.'" " Now the precious child behold, — Well he merits love untold." " Child, we give thee greetings rare, This will sweeten mother's care. Worth much love the good child is, Peace and joy are ever his. Now will we no longer tarry, — Joy unto our homes we'll carry." N0.42. THE KNIGHTS AND THE GOOD CHILD. (M.M.J =72.) LMS^t Nt— + fv^'^r^ -s^- 1±Z^ ?^ ^ :t£?3: ^; -^— -s- -9-0- ■^«s^ Fiye knights I see rid - ing at rap - id pace, With - in the court their steps I i v frpi^ i ITS -g— ^ ^3 J=tS±fcJ|>|=» trace, "What wouid ye now, fair knights, with me?" "We wish thy prec - ious child to i V *: l ^ -^^^ -jL 1^ -at— jT ^ ?^ "^^-IP- -e — •- see. They say he is like the dove so good, And like the lamb of mer - ry i ^ ^^ :^:2: Ma -Nt 'M^-i^ -^"^x i :S:.^cS rrs r- mood; Then wilt thou kind - ly let us meet him, That ten-der-ly our hearts may greet him." ^ii^^B^p] :*r^=*6 ?^ 32: 1^ ^E^ -^—'r pr^- ^^ ^ 1=^ El^^ * V ^ "Now the precious child be - hold ! Well ho mer - its love un - told;" "Child, we give thee I r=5: 9*- ^3=^ :i: -0- 9 — J— — •— 5 — •'- ^t^ >^ v---#= '^ ^i :i==± =«=^ greetings rare. This will sweet -en moth - er's care I Worth such love the good child is. -a -JLZti ^- ±Jii -^.*- peace and joy aio ev - er his. Now we will no Ion - ger tarry, Joy un- to our td^ ts^mm -^. N '""■ii^ w ritard. homes we'll carry; Now wiU we no longer tar- ry, Joy un - to — our homes we'll carry." No. 43 THE KNIGHTS AND THE ILL-HUMORED CHILD. (m. M. ,1=72.) If^ ^ ^ :^ 'f^j-f - --rrr^ ^T- ' l i i^ I ^=f M f 5=fe ■•-• — m-ai. -**i5r Five knights I see rid - ing at rap - id pace, With - in tlw conrt their steps I t: i /r\ =*=^ :H -^t-^ s X ' <« — ^ i^ trace, "What would ye now, fair knights with me?" "We msh thy prec ■ ious child to I > ^ Z ^ Fg *i= -^¥1 ^ ^ :^^ r see." "Ahl friend- ly knights, I griere to say, I can - not bring him to you h-Vk-^ ^^ f -4 -^— v ^S it. Z^=^=MZ mo- rose and cross. That all iT-k^—d- |5^ to -day; He cries, is so too small we find the fe U U-^- l^g ^^ f ^i=^- :=r=^--:^ 4^ i house;' 'Oh such tid - ings give os pain, No longer we eing joy fnl r7\ ±±: :fer #=^ -^r^f-r 5: > I strain, We'll ride r* a - way, we'll rido :5=qt a far, Where T:- all. PJ^ the good lit - tie i^ I ' >WJ -