Over in the Meadow

 

Over in the Meadow 

By O.A. WADSWORTH 

1. Over in the meadow, 

Sitting in the sun, 
You will find a mother  toad, 

And her toadie one.

"Jump," says the mother. "I jump," said the one. 

 So they jumped and are glad 

 In the bright shining sun.  

2.Ο'ver in the meadow, 

Where the brook runs thro',

You will find a mother fish 

And her fishes two. 

"Swim," says the mother , 'We swim." said the two

 So they swim and are glad 

In the brook let so blue. 

3. Οver in the meadow,

 In an apple tree,

You will find a mother bird 

And her birdies three.

"Sing," says the mother. "We sing," said the three

So they sing and are glad 

In the old apple tree.    

4. Over in the meadow,

By the cottage door,  

You will find a mother lizzard 

And her lizzards four.

"Run," says the mother. "We run say. the four

So they run and are glad, By the old cottage door. 

 

Let's Take the Road and Follow April

 Let's Take the Road and Follow April 

By ANNETTE WYNNE   ALICE HESS BEVERIDGE 

1. Let's take the road and follow April, 

April's heart is wild with glee.

April's lips were made for laughter 

 What tho rain and tears come after

April calls and we are free!

2. Let's take the road and follow April 

Just a merry child is she 

Where she treads green things start growing 

What tho  pril calls- we must be going-

April April calls and we are free!  

Words reprinted by permission from "For Days and Days" by Annette Wynne  1919 by Frederick A Stokes Company  

References:

NORMAL INSTRUCTOR AND PRIMARY PLANS APRIL 1930

Down the Drops Came

 Down the Drops Came 

by CHAS E. BOYD 

Down the drops came, tınkle, tinkle,
With a sudden dash and sprinkle,   

Tho' as blue as perwinkle was the sky.

"Some mysterious hocus-pocus 

Knocked above us and awoke us," 

Cries a little yellow crocus, 

With a sigh.

There's a roaring, there's a clatter 

There's a smoky dash and spatter 

Of the dust, as comes the patter 

Of the drops.

Such a drencher, such a pelter 

Is it; yet, when, helter-skelter 

Everything has found, a shelter, 

Then it stops.   

SONG OF THE SPRING.

SONG OF THE SPRING. 

MY laughter has broke o'er the azure sky, 
And the sombre clouds have arisen to fly;
 My voice through the woods has again been heard, 
And recalled to its haunt the exiled bird.

I ve come to the haunts that I knew of yore-

To the rich man's lawn, to the cottage door; 

But I see the gloom of the storm-cloud cast 

O'er homes lit with love when I saw them last. 

I have made the earth like a fair young bride 

And now farewell, for I may not abide; 

I go to the land that knows not of blight, 

Where cometh no shadow of sorrow or night.  

I shall see no graves of the lovely there,

For Death cannot breathe in celestial air; 

I go where fadeth not blossom or tree: 

Will ye come with me?will ye come with me?

Rerefences:

1. THE GIRL'S OWN PAPER APRIL 13 1889