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Golden Treasury Series

THE CHILDREN'S GARLAND FROM THE BEST POETS

Selected and Arranged by

COVENTRY PATMORE

[Illustration]







London MacMillan and Co. and New York 1895

_First Edition printed 1861 (dated 1862). Reprinted with corrections,
and Index added, +February+ 1862. Reprinted with corrections, 1863.
Reprinted 1866, 1871, 1874, 1877, 1879, +March+ and +August+ 1882, 1884,
1891, 1892, 1895._




PREFACE


This volume will, I hope, be found to contain nearly all the genuine
poetry in our language fitted to please children,--of and from the age
at which they have usually learned to read,--in common with grown
people. A collection on this plan has, I believe, never before been
made, although the value of the principle seems clear.

The test applied, in every instance, in the work of selection, has been
that of having actually pleased intelligent children; and my object has
been to make a book which shall be to them no more nor less than a book
of equally good poetry is to intelligent grown persons. The charm of
such a book to the latter class of readers is rather increased than
lessened by the surmised existence in it of an unknown amount of power,
meaning and beauty, beyond that which is at once to be seen; and
children will not like this volume the less because, though containing
little or nothing which will not at once please and amuse them, it also
contains much, the full excellence of which they may not as yet be able
to understand.

The application of the practical test above mentioned has excluded
nearly all verse written expressly for children, and most of the poetry
written about children for grown people. Hence, the absence of several
well-known pieces, which some persons who examine this volume may be
surprised at not finding in it.

I have taken the liberty of omitting portions of a few poems, which
would else have been too long or otherwise unsuitable for the
collection; and, in a very few instances, I have ventured to substitute
a word or a phrase, when that of the author has made the piece in which
it occurs unfit for children's reading. The abbreviations I have been
compelled to make in the "Ancient Mariner," in order to bring that poem
within the limits of this collection, are so considerable as to require
particular mention and apology.

No translations have been inserted but such as, by their originality of
style and modification of detail, are entitled to stand as original
poems.

COVENTRY PATMORE.




INDEX OF FIRST LINES
PAGE
A barking sound the shepherd hears 248
A chieftain to the Highlands bound 246
A country life is sweet 31
A fox, in life's extreme decay 171
A fragment of a rainbow bright 41
A lion cub, of sordid mind 301
A Nightingale that all day long 276
A parrot, from the Spanish main 124
A perilous life, and sad as life may be 76
A widow bird sate mourning for her love 329
A wonder stranger ne'er was known 165
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase) 19
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight 20
Among the dwellings framed by birds 32
An ancient story I'll tell you anon 159
An old song made by an aged old pate 136
An outlandish knight came from the North lands 221
Art thou the bird whom man loves best 99
As I a fare had lately past 9
As it fell upon a day 169
As in the sunshine of the morn 271
At dead of night, when mortals lose 295
Attend all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise 70

Before the stout harvesters falleth the grain 115
Beside the Moldau's rushing stream 96

Clear had the day been from the dawn 35
Close by the threshold of a door nail'd fast 303
Come dear children, let us away 50
Come listen to me, you gallants so free 44
Come live with me and be my Love 7
Come unto these yellow sands 67

Did you hear of the curate who mounted his mare 304
Do you ask what the birds say? The sparrow, the dove 3

Faintly as tolls the evening chime 81
Fair daffodils, we weep to see 207
Full fathom five thy father lies 57

Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme 149
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer 106
Good people all, of every sort 241

Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove 43
Half a league, half a league 174
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick 150
Happy insect! what can be 117
Her arms across her breast she laid 200
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue 18
Ho, sailor of the sea 68
How beautiful is the rain 15

I am monarch of all I survey 86
I come from haunts of coot and hern 4
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died 125
I sail'd from the Downs in the _Nancy_ 74
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he 38
I wander'd by the brook-side 322
If all the world was apple-pie 339
In ancient times, as story tells 254
In distant countries have I been 317
In her ear he whispers gaily 119
In the hollow tree in the grey old tower 107
Into the sunshine 226
It chanced upon a winter's day 281
It is an ancient Mariner 58
It is not growing like a tree 340
It was a summer evening 184
It was the schooner _Hesperus_ 78
I've watch'd you now a full half-hour 291

Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier 96
Jenny Wren fell sick 336
John Bull for pastime took a prance 242
John Gilpin was a citizen 138

King Lear once ruled in this land 265

Lady Alice was sitting in her bower window 220
Laid in my quiet bed in study as I were 339
Little Ellie sits alone 320
Little white Lily 238
Lord Thomas he was a bold forester 258

Mary-Ann was alone with her baby in arms 30
My banks they are furnished with bees 118
My heart leaps up when I behold 341

Napoleon's banners at Boulogne 178
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea 23
Now ponder well, you parents dear 100
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger 2
Now the hungry lion roars 2
'Now, woman, why without your veil?' 296

O Mary, go and call the cattle home 55
O listen, listen, ladies gay 82
O say what is that thing called Light 126
O sing unto my roundelay 239
O then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you 261
O where have ye been, Lord Randal, my son?



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