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The Wind By James Reeves	The Universe Mary Britton Miller
Alphabet Poem Lear	Hiawatha's Childhood Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

 

The Wind

James Reeves

 

I can get through a doorway without any key,

And strip the leaves from the great oak tree.

 

I can drive storm-clouds and shake tall towers,

Or steal through a garden and not wake the flowers.

 

Seas I can move and ships I can sink;

I can carry a house-top or the scent of a pink.

 

When I am angry I can rave and riot;

And when I am spent, I lie quiet as quiet.

 

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The Universe

Mary Britton Miller

 

There is the moon, there is the sun

Round which we circle every year,

And there are all the stars we see

On starry nights when skies are clear,

And all the countless stars that lie

Beyond the reach of human eye.

If every bud on every tree,

All birds and fireflies and bees

And all the flowers that bloom and die

Upon the earth were counted up,

The number of the stars would be

Greater, they say, than all of these.

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ALPHABET POEM
Lear

A was once an ant,
	Tiny,
	Busy,
	Speedy,
	Shiny
In the groundy
Little ant!

A was once a little ant,
	Antsy
	Fantsy
	Mantsy
	Antsy,
Fantsy anty,
Little ant!

B was once a little bat,
	Batsy,
	Watsy,
	Fatsy,
	Batsy,
Bumpy smacky
Little bat!

C was once a little cat,
	Batty,
	Catty,
	Fatty,
	Jatty,
Fatty batty,
Little cat!

C was once a little cow,
	Cowy,
	Bowy,
	Wowy,
	Howy,
Powy cowy,
Little cow!

D was once a little dog,
	Doggy,
	Woggy,
	Loggy,
	Doggy,
Fasty-runner,
Little doggy!

E was once the whole wide earth,
	Earthy, 
	Mearthy,
	Girthy,
	It gave birthy
To this new earthy,
This whole wide earth!

G was once a little goat,
	Goaty,
	Woaty,
	Foaty,
	Goaty,
Baa, baa oaty,
Little goat!

H was once a little hawk,
	Hawky,
	Lawky,
	Stawky,
	Hawky,
Smawky hawky,
Little hawk!

I was once a little iguana,
	Igy,
	Wigy,
	Ligy,
	Igy,
Silly willy,
Little iguana!

J was once a little juke box,
	Boxy,
	Koxy,
	Loxy,
	Boxy,
Wide insidy,
Little juke box!

K was once a little kit,
	Kitty,
	Bitty,
	Itty,
	Witty,
Icky kitty,
Little kit!

L was once little lion,
	Mindon,
	Gion,
	Bion,
	Sighon
Gooey zion,
Little lion!

M is an "m" you see,
	Memmy,
	Temmy,
	Semmy,
	Shemmy,
Now "m" is a moose you see,
But she doesn't want to be!

O was once a little ox,
	Oxy,
	Woxy,
	Foxy,
	Noxy,
Run run oxy,
Little Ox!

P was once a plump old lady,
	Plumpy,
	Pumpy,
	Tunky,
	Wunky,
Plumpy pumpy,
Little old lady!

Q was once a little quail,
	Quaily,
	Scaly,
	Whaly,
	Quaily,
Paly quaily,
Little quail!

S was once a little snake,
Snakey,
Bakey,
Kakey,
Sakey,
 In a jungel,
Little snake!

T was once a little turtle,
Turtally,
Urtally,
Nurtally,
Turtally,
Murtally burtally,
Little turtle!

U was once a little unicorn,
Unicorny,
Tricorny,
Minocorny,
Unicorny,
In a barn,
Little unicorn!

V was once a little van,
Vanny,
Flanny,
Manny
Vanny,
Drive really fasty,
Little van!

W was once a little witch,
Witchy,
Twitchy,
Cwitchy,
Witchy,
Fly real high,
Little witch!

X was once a little x-man,
Mexman,
Nexman,
Pexman,
Mexman,
X-man has big claws,
Little x-man!

Y was once a little yarn,
Yarny,
Carny,
Larny,
Yarny,
Rolly yarny,
Little yarn!

Z was once a little  zucchini,
Winey,
Tiney,
Liney,
Winey,
Tinky zinky,
Little letter z!
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Hiawatha's Childhood

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

(Born February 27, 1807; died March 24, 1882

 

By the shores of Gitche Gumee,

By the shining Big-Sea-Water,

Stood the wigwam of Nokomis

Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis

 

Dark behind it rose the forest,

Rose the black and gloomy pine trees,

Rose the firs with cones upon them;

 

Bright before it beat the water,

Beat the clear and sunny water,

Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.

 

There the wrinkled old Nokomis

nursed the little Hiawatha,

Rocked him in his linden cradle,

Bedded soft in moss and rushes,

Safely bound with reindeer sinews;

 

Stilled his fretful wail by saying,

"Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee;"

Lulled him into slumber, singing,

"Ewa-yea! my little owlet!"

 

Many things Nokomis taught him

Of the stars that shine in heaven;

Showed him Ishkoodah, the comet,

Ishkoodah, with fiery tresses;

 

Showed the Death-Dance of the spirits,

Warriors with their plumes and war-clubs,

Flaring far away to northward

In the frosty nights of winter;

 

Showed the broad white road in heaven,

Pathway of the ghosts, the shadows,

Running straight across the heavens,

Crowded with the ghosts, the shadows.

 

At the door on summer evenings,

Sat the little Hiawatha;

Heard the whispering of the pine-trees,

Heard the lapping of the waters,

Sounds of music, words of wonder;

"Minne-wawa!" said the pine-trees,

"Mudway-aushka!" said the water.

 

Saw the fire-fly Wah-wah taysee,

Flitting through the dusk of evening,

With the twinkle of it's candle

Lighting up the brakes and bushes,

 

And he sang the song of children,

Sang the song Nokomis taught him:

 

"Wah-wah-taysee, little fire-fly,

Little, flitting, white-fire insect,

Little, dancing, white-fire insect

Little, dancing, white-fire creature,

Light me with your little candle,

Ere upon my bed I lay me,

Ere in sleep I close my eyelids!"

 

Saw the moon rise from the water,

Rippling, rounding from the water,

Saw the flecks and shadows on it,

Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis?"

 

And the good Nokomis answered:

 

"Once a warrior, very angry,

Seized his grandmother, and threw her

Up into the sky at midnight;

Right against the moon he threw her;

Tis her body that you see there."

 

Saw the rainbow in the heaven,

In the eastern sky the rainbow,

Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis?"

And the good Nokomis answered:

"'Tis the heaven of flowers you see there;

All the wild-flowers of the forest,

All the lilies of the prairie,

When on earth they fade and perish,

Blossom in that heaven above us."

 

When he heard the owls at midnight,

Hooting, laughing in the forest,

"What is that?" he cried in terror;

"What is that," he said, "Nokomis?"

 

And the good Nokomis answered:

 

"That is but the owl and owlet,

Talking in their native language,

Talking, scolding at each other."

 

Then the little Hiawatha

Learned of every bird its language,

Learned their names and all their secrets,

How they built their nests in summer,

Where they hid themselves in winter,

Talked with them whene'er he met them,

Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens."

 

 

 

Of all beasts he learned the language,

Learned their names and all their secrets,

 

How the beavers built their lodges,

 

Where the squirrels hid their acorns,

 

How the reindeer ran so swiftly,

 

Why the rabbit was so timid,

 

Talked with them whene'er he met them,

Called them, "Hiawatha's Brothers."

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