Poems Every Child Should Know by  Mary E. Burt
Table of Contents
The Arrow and the Song
The Babie
Let Dogs Delight To Bark and Bite
Little Things
He Prayeth Best
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Pippa
The Days of the Month
True Royalty
Playing Robinson Crusoe
My Shadow
Little White Lily
How the Leaves Came Down
Willie Winkie
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
The Duel
The Boy Who Never Told a Lie
Love Between Brothers and Sisters
The Bluebell of Scotland
If I Had But Two Little Wings
A Farewell
Casabianca
The Captain's Daughter
The Village Blacksmith
Sweet and Low
The Violet
The Rainbow
A Visit From St. Nicholas
The Star-Spangled Banner
Father William
The Nightingale and the Glow-Worm
The Frost
The Owl
Little Billee
The Butterfly and the Bee
An Incident of the French Camp
Robert of Lincoln
Old Grimes
Song of Life
Fairy Song
A Boy's Song
Buttercups and Daisies
The Rainbow
Old Ironsides
Little Orphant Annie
O Captain! My Captain!
Ingratitude
The Ivy Green
The Noble Nature
The Flying Squirrel
Warren's Address
The Song in Camp
The Bugle Song
The Three Bells of Glasgow
Sheridan's Ride
The Sandpiper
Lady Clare
The Lord of Burleigh
Hiawatha's Childhood
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
John Barleycorn
A Life on the Ocean Wave
The Death of the Old Year
Abou Ben Adhem
Farm-Yard Song
To a Mouse
To a Mountain Daisy
Barbara Frietchie
Lochinvar
Lord Ullin's Daughter
The Charge of the Light Brigade
The Tournament
The Wind and the Moon
Jesus the Carpenter
Letty's Globe
A Dream
Heaven Is Not Reached at a Single Bound
The Battle of Blenheim
Fidelity
The Chambered Nautilus
Crossing the Bar
The Overland-Mail
Gathering Song of Donald Dhu
Marco Bozzaris
The Death of Napoleon
How Sleep the Brave
The Flag Goes By
Hohenlinden
My Old Kentucky Home
Old Folks at Home
The Wreck of the Hesperus
Bannockburn
The Inchcape Rock
The Finding of the Lyre
A Chrysalis
For a' That
The New Arrival
The Brook
The Ballad of the Clampherdown
The Destruction of Sennacherib
I Remember, I Remember
Driving Home the Cows
Krinken
Stevenson's Birthday
A Modest Wit
The Legend of Bishop Hatto
Columbus
The Shepherd of King Admetus
How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix
The Burial of Sir John Moore at Corunna
The Eve of Waterloo
Ivry
The Glove and the Lions
The Well of St. Keyne
The Nautilus and the Ammonite
The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk
The Homes of England
Horatius at the Bridge
The Planting of the Apple-Tree
June
A Psalm of Life
Barnacles
A Happy Life
Home, Sweet Home
From Casa Guidi Windows
Woodman, Spare That Tree!
Abide with Me
Lead, Kindly Light
The Last Rose of Summer
Annie Laurie
A Ship of State
America
The Landing of the Pilgrims
The Lotos-Eaters
Moly
Cupid Drowned
Cupid Stung
Cupid and My Campasbe
A Ballad for a Boy
A Skeleton in Armor
The Revenge
Sir Galahad
A Name in the Sand
The Voice of Spring
The Forsaken Merman
The Banks o' Doon
The Light of Other Days
My Own Shall Come to Me
Ode to a Skylark
The Sands of Dee
A Wish
Lucy
Solitude
John Anderson
The God of Music
A Musical Instrument
The Brides of Enderby
The Lye
L'Envoi
Contentment
The Harp That Once through Tara's Halls
The Old Oaken Bucket
The Raven
Arnold von Winkleried
Life, I Know Not What Thou Art
Mercy
Polonius' Advice
A Fragment from Julius Caesar
The Skylark
The Choir Invisible
The World Is Too Much with Us
On His Blindness
She Was a Phantom of Delight
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard
Rabbi Ben Ezra
Prospice
Recessional
Ozymandias of Egypt
Mortality
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
Herve Riel
The Problem
To America
The English Flag
The Man with the Hoe
Song of Myself

The Babie

I found "The Babie" in Stedman's "Anthology." It is placed in this volume by permission of the poet, Jeremiah Eames Rankin, of Cleveland (1828-), because it captured the heart of a ten-year-old boy whose fancy was greatly moved by the two beautiful lines:

"Her face is like an angel's face,

I'm glad she has no wings."



Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes,

Nae stockin' on her feet;

Her supple ankles white as snaw,

Or early blossoms sweet.


Her simple dress o' sprinkled pink,

Her double, dimplit chin,

Her puckered lips, and baumy mou',

With na ane tooth within.


Her een sae like her mither's een,

Twa gentle, liquid things;

Her face is like an angel's face:

We're glad she has nae wings.


Jeremiah Eames Rankin.


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