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Poem – The Washing And Dressing – Ann Taylor

Ah! why will my dear little girl be so cross,  And cry, and look sulky, and pout?  To lose her sweet smile is a terrible loss,  I can’t even kiss her without.  You say you don’t like to be wash’d … Continue reading

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Poem – The Spider – Ann Taylor

‘OH, look at that great ugly spider!’ said Ann;  And screaming, she brush’d it away with her fan;  ”Tis a frightful black creature as ever can be,  I wish that it would not come crawling on me. ‘  ‘Indeed,’ said … Continue reading

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Poem -Negligent Mary – Ann Taylor 

AH, Mary! what, do you for dolly not care?  And why is she left on the floor?  Forsaken, and cover’d with dust, I declare;  With you I must trust her no more.  I thought you were pleased, as you took … Continue reading

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Poem – Greedy Richard – Ann Taylor 

‘I THINK I want some pies this morning,’  Said Dick, stretching himself and yawning;  So down he threw his slate and books,  And saunter’d to the pastry-cook’s.  And there he cast his greedy eyes  Round on the jellies and the … Continue reading

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Poem – My Mother – Ann Taylor

Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping on my cradle bed,  And tears of sweet affection shed?  My Mother.  When pain and sickness made me cry,  Who gazed upon my heavy eye,  And wept for fear that I should … Continue reading

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Poem – The Cow – Ann Taylor

Thank you, pretty cow,  that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread,  Every day and every night,  Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white.  Do not chew the hemlock rank,  Growing on the weedy bank;  But the yellow cowslips eat;  They … Continue reading

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Poem – My Mother – Ann Taylor

Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother. When pain and sickness made me cry, Who gazed upon my heavy eye, And wept for fear that I … Continue reading

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