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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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[110] There are several of Sidney Lanier's (1842-81) poems that children love to learn. "Tampa Robins," "The Tournament" (Joust 1.), "Barnacles," "The Song of the Chattahoochee," and "The First Steamboat Up the Alabama" are among them. At our "poetry contests" the children have plainly demonstrated that this great poet has reached his hand down to the youngest. The time will doubtless come when it will be a part of education to be acquainted with Lanier, as it is now to be acquainted with Longfellow or Tennyson.


Bright shone the lists, blue bent the skies,

And the knights still hurried amain

To the tournament under the ladies' eyes,

Where the jousters were Heart and Brain.


Flourished the trumpets, entered Heart,

A youth in crimson and gold;

Flourished again; Brain stood apart,

Steel-armoured, dark and cold.


Heart's palfrey caracoled gaily round,

Heart tra-li-ra'd merrily;

But Brain sat still, with never a sound,

So cynical-calm was he.


Heart's helmet-crest bore favours three

From his lady's white hand caught;

While Brain wore a plumeless casque; not he

Or favour gave or sought.



The trumpet blew; Heart shot a glance

To catch his lady's eye.

But Brain gazed straight ahead, his lance

To aim more faithfully.


They charged, they struck; both fell, both bled;

Brain rose again, ungloved;

Heart, dying, smiled and faintly said,

"My love to my beloved."


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