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New York : F. W. Christern.







1 18ia It

Entered, iiccording to Act of Congress, in the year 1S63, by

FREDEracK Letpoldt,

111 the Clerk's Ofiice of the District Court of tlio United States f,;r the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.



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A S oft as sands are in the sea,

As many times as stars there be,
Or beasts and birds npon the earth,
As many pence as gold is worth,
As oft as blood doth run in veins,
Or glowing heat in lire remains,

As oft as leaves are in the wood,
Or lislies swimming in the flood,
Or blades of grass upon the fields,
As many shells as ocean yields,
As oft as hedges bear a thorn,
Or planted lands a grain of corn.
As oft as drops from water How,
Or tiakes are found in winter's snow,
Or mortal men from earth are raised.
So many times let God be praised.

rpHIS morning I read in the paper, my dear,

That good old St. Nicholas soon will be here,
From Moscow, in Russia, that city so old,
Where many great things of his kindness are told;
And I wait every minute to see him come down,
And call on the children who dwell in our town.
He will ask, as he passes the little ones o'er.
If they've learned, since he came here the season before,

To cipher and sing well, to read and to Avrite,
And beliave themselves nicely by day and by night.
Wherever he visits, he bears on his back
A great load of sugar-plums tied in a sack,
And always lias made it a rule, I believe,
That good little children his presents receive.

Oh, Santa Claus! Santa Clans! hear what I say:
Don't forget just to call at otn- house on your way!
Bring sugar-plums, picture-books, candy, and rings,
With all sorts of useful and beautiful things:
I'll study my lessons in amiable mood,
And always be gentle and quiet, and good.

Saint Nicholas.
God bless you, dear childi'en ! I wish you good-day.
Mind father and mother in all that they say!
For good little children my presents 1 leave;
But those who are naughty and will not behave.
Who neglect all their lessons, are fond of bad tricks,
Shall have nothing at all but rods, switches, and

lyrOW guess the liddle I give to you,

Of twenty-six riders brave and true :
They hold together like friend and brother,
Yet never a one is like the other.
They are not lame, nor dumb, nor weak,
Yet never a word alone can speak.

They have six interpreters, wise and good,
Or else they could never be understood.
The first to open your mouth still tries;
The second as if to shame us cries;
The third is always answering yes [ay) ;
The fourth like a mariner shouts in distress.
The fifth at you doth ever cry,
And the sixth forever is asking, ''WJiyV
Theirs is the language we understand,
Which rings in the world from land to land.

TTPOX a great Llack horse-ily

A man came riding cross-ily:
A lady out did come-ily,
Said she: "No one's at liome-ily,

''But only little people-y,
Who've gone to bed to sleep-ily."
The rider on his horse-ily
Said to the lady, cross-ily:

*'But are they bad or good-ily?
I want it iniderstood-ily.'-
"Oh, they act bad and bold-ily,
And don't do what they're told-ily.'^

"Good-bye!" said he, "dear Ma'am-ily:
I've nothing for your family,"
And scampered off like a mouse-ily
Aw^ay, way, way from the house-ily»


T71LY away, Lady-birrl, sad and forlorn!

Thy lather away to the battle is gone;
Thy mother is living in Gunpowder-Land,
And soldiers have burnt it with brimstone and

brand ;
There blood has been running from daylight to

dawn ;
Fly away, Lady-bird, sad and forlorn.


g, TRAWBERRIES! oli, strawberries
Are selling at the gate ;
So, mother, run, and get me some!
^ Indeed I cannot AvaitI


fat! fat!

"pAT, pat! a little cake,

First we knead, and then we bake;
Then we pnt it on a plate!
Eat it up, we needn't wait.


E irentle angels, hear my prayer!
Oh, let nie pious be!
May soon the clothes which now I wear
Become too small for me!

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"XliTHEN the nightingales are singing free,

And the moon is shining mild,
How sweet it mnst in heaven be,
By the little Jesns child !


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i^ walk on the mountain,

So lovely and neat!
Oh, dear little lady,

Don't break off your feet !


ABC, yoii know,

The cats went running through the snow;
And when into the house they'd gone,
They all had little white stockings on.
Mee-ow! Why, how?


T SAW in Ulm a castle high ;

A blacksmith's shop was standing by
If you can shoe my horse to-day,
Then shoe him quick, good sir, I say!
And if the nails should cause him pain,
Then you must pull them out again.


%uMh mi

WOULD not for a thousand crowns

My head were cut away;
For I should tumble blind around,

And know not what to say.
The people all would laugh and stare,
And cry, "Look there! look there! look
there !"

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SAT on the mountain,
As still as a mouse;

I caught a small feather,
And built me a house.


TTURRAH ! I see the soldiers ride,

With sabres jingling by their side
Cut the rascal's ear away;
But let a little morsel stay,
Let a little bit remain.
That we may know the rogue again!


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IVE me a pea!"

" But I have none."
"Go to the miller's and get thee one!"

" He'll give me none."

" Then look for one !"
" Alas ! alas ! I find not one."

"Then I'll blow thee!"

"Then I'll guard me!"

After singing this, the children blow in each other's faces. The one who
remains longest without laughing gets a pea from the other.




T3INGEL, ingel, eeny,

Children one, two, three-ny,
Sitting round an alder-luish,
Crying out for milk and mush !
"Mush! Mush! Mush! Mush!'^


''Hush! hush! hush! hush!
Children, don't be greedy !"



''Sit down, ma'am I"


A lady's sitting in the ring,
With seven children. Hear 'em sing!
"What do you eat?"

"And then — ?"

"Go wash the dishes."


* ' Sit down , m a' am ! ' '


"Oh! Thanl- you!"


A-A, Lammie, ba-a !
The lamb went running through the
A great deal faster than he should :
The stones they tripped him all they could,
So down he fellf and, \vhm he stood,
The lammie cried, "Mammy,
Baa — ivaa — baa /''

Ba-a, Lammie, ha-a!
The lamb went running through the town
He hit his knee against a stone ;
It made him dance and sing and groan:

So the hinimie cried, "Mammy!
Baa — waa — haa /"

Ba-a, Lammie, ba-a!
The lamb went running through the vale :
A thorn-bush caught him by the tail;
It made the lambkin weep and wail:

So the lammie cried, "Mammy!
Baa — ivaa — haa /"


T3ETWEEN the hill and the brook, ook, ook,

Two rabbits sat in the sun, 0!
And there they ate the green, green grass,
Till all the grass was gone, 0!

And when they had eaten enough, nough, nough,

They sat down to have a talk, I
When there came a man with a gun, gun, gun,

And fired at them over the walk, !


But when they found they were sound, ound, ound,

Nor hurt by the gun, gun, gun, !
They picked themselves up from the ground, ound,

And scampered away like fun, 01

^ OW my foot pains me! when I work,
It gives a twitch, and then a jerk.
But Avhen I'm going to a ball,
Oh, then my foot don't pain at all!


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^LEEP, baby, sleep!

I can see two little sheep :
One is black, and one is white;
And, if you do not sleep to-night.
First the black, and then the white,
Will give your little toes a bite.


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RETTY Miss Eattletot!
Biiko von Halbevstot,
What will you bring me? What?
What shall I bring?
Red shoes and a ring,
Fine shoes made of gold,
For the child to behold.
Hurrah — so I Burrago !

He drove me around ;
The wagon is lost,

And our horses are drowned.
Hurrah! now, you coachman I

Don't halloo, I say!
Oh, why did you drive us

So badly to-day?




LEEP, baby, sleep!
Thy father guards the sheep;
Thy mother shakes the little tree,
That pleasant dreams may fall on thee.
Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!
Tliroiigli Heaven walk the sheep:
The stars are Lambs of righteousness,
And Lady Moon's the shepherdess.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Slee]), baby, sleep!
While Jesus minds the sheep:
The Lamb of God indeed is He,
Who died on earth, and all for thee.

Sleep, baby, sleep !

Sleep, baby, sleep!
And thou shalt have a sheep, —
A lovely lamb, with golden bells,
And silken cord and silver shells.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!
Go, dog, and mind the sheep!
Go mind the sheep both far and near;
Thou shalt not wake my baby dear.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

^LEEP, little darling,
An angel art tliou !
Sleep, wliile I'm brushing

The 'flies from your brow!
All is as silent

As silent can be:
Close your blue eyes

From the daylight and me.

This is the time, love,
To sleep and to play;

Later, oh, later
Is not like to-dav.

When care and trouble
And sorrow come sore,

Yon never will sleep, love,
As sound as before.

Angels from lieaven.

As lovely as tliou,
Sweep round thy bed, love,

And smile on thee, now.
Later, oh, later,

They'll come as to-day,
But only to wipe

All the tear-drops away.

Sleep, little darling!

While night's coming round;
Mother will still

By her baby be found.
If it be early,

Or if it be late,
Still by her baby

She'll watch and she'll wait.


Every night around me stand :
Two to my left liand,

T^YO to my riglit,
Who watch me ever
By day and night;


Two to my head,

Two to my feet,
To guard my slumber

Soft and sweet ;
Two to wake me

At break of day.
When night and darkness

Pass away;
Two to cover me

Warm and nice.
And two to lead me

To Paradise.


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"NDER the roses red,
Little bird, go to sleep !
Under the roses red
We bury him so deep !

Sweetly lie used to sing,

With his little bill;
Sweetly the songs would ring,

IsTow forever still.

Where he sang, the roses
Eound him woidd wave:

Now the pretty posies

Are bending o'er his grave.

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^UIBUS, qualms!
The ducks go barefoot,
The geese have never a sock nor shoe;
So what can the hens and the crowbiddies do?
And as I came by the Canalian sea,
I saw a great multitude, — one, two, three:
The first he had nothing, his rent Avas but small;
The second had less — the third, nothing at all.
They bought a small loaf, they ^vere hungry as

And of cheese, just a hundred and seventy pounds.


And they sailed, o'er the silent and silvery sea,

To a land which was empty as empty could be.

There the church was of paper, the pulpit of leather,

The parson on a stone he sat all alone :

And they cried, We are here all together !

And if we can only be good to-day.

To-morrow we'll tumble, and frolic, and play.

And the three sisters, Lazari^

CatJicrina, Syhilla. Be-still-a,

Wept bitterly,

And the cock crowed, "BuTTErvMiLiv!"

HUNTED in my feather bed,
And found a bird at play;

I caught liim by the bill and head,
And blew the bird away.

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OW I will weave a basket,
A basket fair and fine.
And in it thou shalt lay, with care,
That gentle heart of thine.

[iSung while winding ilie fingers together.]


WAKE, my children, from your dreams ;
The morning star, witli golden gleams,
Comes like a hero through the sky,
And waves his hand to all on high !

And welcome, too, thou lovely day,
Whose glory drives the night away !
Oh, shine into this lieai't of mine
With all that heavenly light of thine!


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QTORK! stork! fly to-day
Into countries far away;
Bring my brother home, I say !
When the barley is ripe,
And the frog doth pipe,
With golden rings,

And velvet-dressed, —
When the red apples
Roll in the cliest.


OOD day, little Mary!

I come from the wood;
I've caught 3^011 a blackbird;

You long wished I could.
Take hold of the feathers,

Catch hold of its wing:
The bird will not bite, love,

The birdie will sing.

But yet, little Mary,

One thing we require:
Go make for your birdie

A small cage of wire;
A glass for his water,

A trough for his seed;
And then he will live

Like a noble indeed I


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IRDS which cannot sing,
Bells which do not ring,

Horses which cannot spring,

Children who frown as black as soot,

Pistols which can't be made to shoot,
Are as bad as a blotting-paper boot
Which has lost its leg and has ne'er a foot.


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jl[^g[HERE came and danced a pedlar-man,
To-day, before the house.
He tumbled round, he crumbled round,
/Ar^fo He jumbled round, he fumbled round.

There came and danced a pedlar-man,
To-day, before the house.

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£^ AND thou!
Miller's cow

^^^ Miller's donkey,
That art thou.


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The farmer sows,
'^T^W-MyJ/ The little birds sino:,
o>^5^'^-;^^ And m the bprmg

His barley grows.




HE miller is gTinding,
^ Tli(3 Avater runs high;
My darling is angry,
Yet can't tell me why.

®it ifouv §0^ tip!

UNTER, tie your dog to-night!
Else the hoimd will bark and bite.

If he bites me,

Then I'll give thee
Stripes three hundred and thirty-three.


rpHE ducks say, "Soldiers are coming!"
The drake says, ^' Sackerlot, sackey^lot V

The dog says, ''Boiu-ivoivr^ — where now?

The cat says, ''Mi-auP^ — from BernoAv ;

The cock says, '' Kicker y - coo V^ — here they are, it is
true !

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UN, sunny shine!
Kide over the Rliine;

Eide over the steeple,

So valiant and stout,
And three pretty dollies
I saw looking out.
The eldest makes baskets.

While one sj^ins the silk ;
One goes to the dairy

For l)utter and milk.
She went to the dairy, —

The milk was all sold, —
But found by the fountain
A baby of gold.


Q^PINDLE, spindle, fly, and find
Why my lover stays behind!
Pussy, Pussy, haste away,
Bring my true love home to-day !
Needle, needle, run, nnd see
That mv house all ready be!


H, come with me to the rosy bower!"

''The roses are not hlown."
'' Oh, come Avith me to the barlev-tield !"

"The barley is not grown."
"Oh, come with me to the broom-corn, then !"

"No corn is there to-day,"
"Oh, come up stairs, to my room above!"

"Tlie stairs Imve fallen away."
"Yet we are in the room above, —

That little room of thine:
Oh, get the keys, my own true love,

And bring a glass of wine!"


T>LTND Man's Buff, all round about!
How manv linQ:ers do I liold out?
" Eleven, I guess." Then guess again :
Children commonly have but ten. -


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I^LL give YOU now, both great and small,
A handsome ivory Kothixg-at-all,
^■^^if With a silver No, and a ffolden Never,
^^^sU Wrai)ped np in a beautiful Wait-forever.

"^lu €mxi 0{ girmci of g^msitrnteaw*

TOOK a walk to Amsterdam,

I went by Lazy Way :
They asked if I could lazy be ;

I lied, and told them nay.
The sun Avas sliining warm and bright,

So there I sat me down.
And slept until the dark midnight,

And earned a tliousand i)ound.
And bonght myself a handsome horse.

As old as old could l)e :


Without a head, without a neck,

Without a leg, was he.
I rode so far, I rode so long,

I broke my horse in two ;
Out from his breast a gray cock sprung,

And loud the gray cock crew;
And on his comb, without a sham.

He bore the arms of Amsterdam.



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^ ERE I sit and rock my child ;
^ Here I sit all day,—

Hold the duster in my hand,

Dust the flies away.
When other people go to walk,

Here I still must stay, —
Rock the cradle, nick and nack
Sleep, you rogue, I say!


Y true love is lovely,
As fair as can be !

I'll kiss lier forever,
And she shall kiss me.


ARLING child, sweet and mild,
Coine where sugar-cakes are piled !
I will bring thee o'er the river
Shirt of silk and shoes of leather,
Wooden soles and paper heel."
"Boy, will you have me? beg and kneel."
"My little love, my pussy-cat,

Oh, only wait a year;
When cherries on the willow grow,

I'll marry thee, my dear!"
"But cherries on a willow-bough

I never yet did see!"
"And so believe, my little dear,

I'll never marry thee:
And if you were my little wife,

No land or house have I — "
"Then let us sit upon the fence

And see the folks go by!"


HIJS Hang slie:
One, two, three,
Bick-a-born a bee:
Bick-a-born, pepper-corn,
The miller's wife is all forloi'n ;
She sits and cries from night to

Pussy-p.atv pussy-cat,, beat the drum,
The mice have swept and cleaned the room,
The rats have carried the dust away;
To-morrow must be our wedding-day;
And under the roof a little dwarf sits.
Who has almost laughed himself out of his wits.


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[To be siinr/ while the soup is cooling.]

IKUM, larum, liiffel steel,
Ancient ladies eat a deal;
Young ones, tliey
Should fast and pray:
Cake is on the shelf, I say!
By the cake there lies a knife!
Bless me ! — what a merry life !


T^YE-AH-POPEIA! what rolls in the hay?

The geese must go barefoot, no shoes, sir, have
they :
The cobbler hath leather, no last, it is true,
And so for the goosey makes never a shoe.


Eia-poioeia! my cliickbiddy's dead I
Who never laid eggs, though she ate up my bread
Catch her and kill her, as if she were wild,
And make of hev feathers a bed for my child.

Eia-iwpeia ! I wish I were fed !

Lend me a penny for sugar and bread:

Oh, what if I sleep on a straw bed to-night?

Feathers can't stick me, and fleas never bite.


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T WENT into my little field,

To plant my beans and peas:
Thei'e stood a little humpback dwarf,
Who straight began to sneeze.

I went into my little house ;

I tried to bake and brew :
There came a little humpback man,

And broke the pans in two.


I went into my little room,

To eat my little meal:
There came a little humpback man,

Who half the food did steal.

I went into my little well ;

No l)ucket could he found:
Up came a little humpback man,

And tripped me on the ground.

I went into my little shed,

To bring a little wood :
There came a little humpback man,

And ran with all he could.

I went into my cellar small,

To draw a glass of wine :
Down came the little liumpback man,

And stole that glass of mine.

I took my little spinning-wheel,

And sat beside the door :
Up came the little humpback man ;

The wheel would turn no more.


I went into my little room,

To make my little bed :
Up came the little humpback man,

And laughed at all I said.

r knelt beside my little bed,

And then began to pray:
Off went the little humpback man,

And vanished quite away.

Oh, dearest child, I beg of thee,

Pray for the humjjback man with me!

HE owl aiiionp;; tlie bushes sat,
And Avlieii it rained it spoiled his

But when it dried, said he, "Oh,

It's all the better for a wash.
Twitter hooo-oo!
Twitter hooo-oo !
We'll do as other people do."

The owl stood on a mossy wall,
And there he began to hoot and call.
The moon arose ; he flapped his wing ;
Said he, "She comes to hear me sing.

Twdtter ho 00-000 !

Twitter hooo-oooo!
We'll do as other people do."



~DY the brook and the river,

By both I have mown :
I'll soon have a sweetheart,
rU soon be alone.


And if I can't mow,

ril do nothing to-day:
What use is a sweetheart,

If she runs away?

And now by the river
And brook I have mown,

My pretty gold ring

In the water I've thrown.

It runs in the brooklet,

Good-bye, love, to thee!
It rolls in the river,

Away to the sea.

And as it went swimming,

'Twas caught by a lish.
Which was cooked, and was brought

To the king in a dish.

"Oh, where did it come from,

This gold ring so fine?"
My sweetheart she answered,

"The gold ring is mine."


Can you mow by the river,
And mow by the Rhine?

Throw in when }'ou will, love,
That gold ring of mine.

It will always come back,
You will lose it in vain:

The fishes will bring it
Unto me again.


§1 ^miUI §ivi

SMALL bird came fluttering,
On my foot sat him still,

With a note from my true love
Held fast in his bill.

^ Ilast thou loved me so fondly,

The long summer through ?
Is the summer departed ?
Heart's dearest, adieu !

Far away is my true love,
O'er mountain and sea ;

And no cat or dog comes
To ask after me.

Little bird, hasten on.

With a kiss for my dear;

And I cannot go with thee,
For I must stop here.



mu mnh of m mathn.

HREE clouds in the heavens,
Three rats in the grain ;
Let the sexton go homeward
And ring for a rain I

KAY, children, jjray in sorrow!
The Swede will come to-morrow.
If Oxestern should come to-day,
He'll teach the children how to pray.


\ COCK ciiid a hen,—
Let tlie sermon begin;


A cow and a calf, —

I have preached you the half;

Put both into clover, —

My sermon is over;

A cat and a mouse, —

Go home to your house ;

If you liave something — eat it!

If notliing — forget it !

Is there bread by your door?

Give half to the poor,

And save up the crumbs

Till a little bird comes.


6a0il (BvtwUx^.

OOD evening! good evening!

In roses I sleep;
With lilies and nivrtle

Come cover me deep!
I'll hide from the moonlight,

I'll hide from the rain;
But soon as the sun shines,

Oh, wake me again!

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