by Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Mary had a little lamb Whose fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went Mary went, Mary went, Everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day, school one day, school one …
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Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star (Full version)
by Jane Taylor Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveller in the dark Thanks you …
The Tyger
by William Blake Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare sieze the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could …
The Fly
by William Blake Little Fly, Thy summer’s play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance And drink, and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath, And the want …
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