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Poems Every Child Should Know by  Mary E. Burt

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Poems Every Child Should Know
by Mary E. Burt
An outstanding collection of poems that appeal to both boys and girls, compiled by a teacher who believed in the formative power of learning poetry by heart. 'Children,' she maintains, 'should build for their future and get, while they are children, what only the fresh imagination of the child can assimilate. They should store up an untold wealth of heroic sentiment; they should acquire the habit of carrying a literary quality in their conversation; they should carry a heart full of the fresh and delightful associations and memories connected with poetry hours to brighten mature years. They should develop their memories while they have memories to develop.' The poems are grouped into six sections (The Budding Moment, The Little Child, The Day's at the Morn, Lad and Lassie, On and On, 'Grow Old Along with Me') to make it easier to locate poems that match a child's maturity.  Ages 8-12
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"The New Arrival" is a valuable poem because it expresses the joy of a young father over his new baby. If girls should be educated to be good mothers, so should boys be taught that fatherhood is the highest and holiest joy and right of man. The child is educator to the man. He teaches him how to take responsibility, how to give unbiased judgments, and how to be fatherly like "Our Father who is in Heaven." (1844-.)

There came to port last Sunday night

The queerest little craft,

Without an inch of rigging on;

I looked and looked and laughed.

It seemed so curious that she

Should cross the Unknown water,

And moor herself right in my room,

My daughter, O my daughter!


Yet by these presents witness all

She's welcome fifty times,

And comes consigned to Hope and Love

And common-meter rhymes.

She has no manifest but this,

No flag floats o'er the water,

She's too new for the British Lloyds—

My daughter, O my daughter!

Ring out, wild bells, and tame ones too!

Ring out the lover's moon!

Ring in the little worsted socks!

Ring in the bib and spoon!

Ring out the muse! ring in the nurse!

Ring in the milk and water!

Away with paper, pen, and ink—

My daughter, O my daughter!


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