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id: 12109
author: Caldecott, Randolph
title: The House That Jack Built One of R. Caldecott's Picture Books
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summary:
  A Sketch Book of R. Caldecott's. _Containing numerous sketches in Colour and black and white._ LONDON. Each containing four different books, with their Coloured Pictures and innumerable Outline Sketches._ 1 R. Caldecott's Picture Book No. 1 3 Hey-Diddle-Diddle Picture Book 2 R. Caldecott's Picture Book No. 2 4 The Panjandrum Picture Book _And also_ _


id: 27176
author: Belloc, Hilaire
title: More Beasts (For Worse Children)
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words: 1091
sentence: 76
flesch: 78
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summary:
  The Porcupine [Illustration] What! The Scorpion [Illustration] The Scorpion is as black as soot, He dearly loves to bite; He is a most unpleasant brute To find in bed, at night.


id: 23467
author: Anonymous
title: Fairy's Album With Rhymes of Fairyland
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words: 1168
sentence: 87
flesch: 88
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summary:
  FAIRY'S ALBUM 7 THE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE 13 FAIRY'S FRIENDS 26 PEACE AND WAR 51 FAIRY'S DREAM 56 These are some of FAIRY'S FRIENDS.


id: 27175
author: Belloc, Hilaire
title: The Bad Child's Book of Beasts
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words: 1096
sentence: 74
flesch: 80
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summary:
  [Illustration] Do not as children badly bred, Who eat like little Hogs, [Illustration] The Polar Bear The Polar Bear is unaware Of cold that cuts me through:


id: 23454
author: Phillips, A.
title: Sweets for Leisure Hours Amusing Tales for Little Readers
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words: 1531
sentence: 106
flesch: 89
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summary:
  Ali Baba, or the Forty Thieves; coloured frontispiece. Aladdin, or the Wonderful Lamp, an Eastern Tale; with coloured frontispiece. Beauty and the Beast, or the Magic Rose; an entertaining Fairy tale; with coloured frontispiece.


id: 23794
title: Mother Goose or the Old Nursery Rhymes
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words: 1599
sentence: 110
flesch: 90
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summary:
  As I was going up Pippin Hill_ 44 _Little maid, little maid_ 45 _ [Illustration] PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN 368.456


id: 22582
author: Unknown
title: Harrison's Amusing Picture and Poetry Book
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mime: text/plain
words: 1885
sentence: 137
flesch: 84
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summary:
  [Illustration] PRINTED BY J. HARRISON, DEVIZES, AND SOLD BY THE London Booksellers and Stationers. [Illustration] This is the valiant Cornish man, Who slew the giant Cormoran; A horrid savage monster, who, Before he kill'd, would torture you.


id: 18343
author: Browning, Robert
title: The Pied Piper of Hamelin
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words: 2237
sentence: 93
flesch: 83
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summary:
  Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives-- Followed the Piper for their lives. XI. How? cried the Mayor, d' ye think I brook Being worse treated than a Cook? Insulted by a lazy ribald With idle pipe and vesture piebald?


id: 40134
author: Belloc, Hilaire
title: A Moral Alphabet
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words: 2587
sentence: 195
flesch: 84
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summary:
  I doubt it.... V for [Illustration] the unobtrusive Volunteer, Who fills the Armies of the World with fear. MORAL. * * A MORAL ALPHABET by H. B. With Illustrations by B. B. Authors of The Bad Child's Book of Beasts More Beasts for Worse Children The Modern Traveller etc. London Edward Arnold 37 Bedford Street 1899 _DEDICATION.


id: 45292
author: Douglas, Alfred Bruce
title: The Placid Pug, and Other Rhymes
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words: 2822
sentence: 75
flesch: 60
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summary:
  [Illustration: 015] Grieved by decline of infant birth, Have drawn attention to the rabbit. [Illustration: 028] Makes him the laughing-stock of quadrupeds.= No weak attempt to carol like the Lark, `Fore-doomed to failure and to ridicule, Troubles his life; he does not wish to bark, `Has no desire to amble like a Mule.= Having no legs he does not try to walk, `But keeps contentedly his native crawl; Having no voice he does not strive to talk, `Much less to bellow or to caterwaul.= Mark the inevitably reached result:


id: 27424
author: Belloc, Hilaire
title: Cautionary Tales for Children
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words: 2730
sentence: 213
flesch: 83
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summary:
  [Illustration] took A Perfectly Enormous Book Called _People Qualified to Be Attendant on His Majesty_, And murmured, as he scanned the list (To see that no one should be missed), There's [Illustration] William Coutts has got the Flue, They gave him Tea, and Cakes, and Jam, And slices of delicious Ham, And Chocolate with pink inside, And little Tricycles to ride, And [Illustration] read him Stories through and through, And even took him to the Zoo--


id: 45082
author: Turner, Mrs. (Elizabeth)
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words: 3431
sentence: 287
flesch: 94
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title:
  The Daisy, or, Cautionary Stories in Verse. Adapted to the Ideas of Children from Four to Eight Years Old.

summary:
  Good little boys should never say I will, and Give me these; O, no! They saw a Cow feeding, Quite harmless and still; Yet scream'd without heeding The man at the Mill, Who, seeing the flutter, Said, Cows do no harm; But give you good butter And milk from the farm.


id: 982
author: Lear, Edward
title: The Book of Nonsense
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words: 3643
sentence: 177
flesch: 89
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summary:
  There was an Old Man of Vesuvius, Who studied the works of Vitruvius; When the flames burnt his book, To drinking he took, That morbid Old Man of Vesuvius. 57. There was an Old Man of Corfu, Who never knew what he should do; So he rushed up and down, Till the sun made him brown, That bewildered Old Man of Corfu.


id: 13646
author: Lear, Edward
title: A Book of Nonsense
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words: 3684
sentence: 166
flesch: 79
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summary:
  Till a great bit of muffin, on which he was stuffing, Choked that horrid Old Man of Calcutta. [Illustration] There was an Old Man of Corfu, Who never knew what he should do; So he rushed up and down, till the sun made him brown, That bewildered Old Man of Corfu.


id: 55814
author: Martin, Sarah Catherine
extension: .txt
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words: 412
sentence: 24
flesch: 79
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title:
  The Comic Adventures of Old Mother Hubbard, and Her Dog In which is shewn the wonderful powers that good old lady possessed in the education of her favourite animal

summary:
  From an Original Painting._] THE COMIC ADVENTURES OF OLD MOTHER HUBBARD, AND _HER DOG_: IN WHICH IS SHEWN THE WONDERFUL POWERS THAT GOOD OLD LADY POSSESSED IN THE EDUCATION OF HER FAVOURITE ANIMAL. TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Obvious printer errors have been corrected.


id: 21650
author: Leigh, Felix
title: London Town
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words: 3938
sentence: 221
flesch: 91
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summary:
  And here are three housemaids trim and slim; Mr. B. knows Betty is fond of him; But Policeman C loves Cicely, And Dolly's engaged to Policeman D. CHAPEL OF THE FOUNDLING HOSPITAL In Guildford Street, great London Town, Is a Nursery, bigger than ever has been: When each child grows up and leaves its walls, Another new baby that day is seen In the Foundling cots. Little girls and little boys Oft are puzzled, we're afraid, Which to choose of all the toys In this wonderful Arcade.


id: 59726
author: Fyleman, Rose
title: The Fairy Green
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words: 4760
sentence: 191
flesch: 83
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summary:
  When I went to Fairyland--of all the lovely things!-- They really taught me how to fly, they gave me fairy wings; And every night I listen for a tapping on the pane-- I want so very much to go to Fairyland again. All night long the singer stayed close beside my bower, Weaving his enchanted songs, till that magic hour When the early morning light creeps across the dew; Goblin with the steadfast heart, goblin, was it you? FAIRIES IN AUTUMN


id: 19541
author: Greenaway, Kate
title: Marigold Garden
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words: 5580
sentence: 256
flesch: 91
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summary:
  ================================= THE LITTLE JUMPING GIRLS. [Illustration] ================================= [Illustration] ================================= Marigold Garden Pictures and Rhymes by KATE GREENAWAY London FREDERICK WARNE & Co. Ltd. & New York ================================= You little girl, You little boy, With wondering eyes, That kindly look,


id: 39128
author: MacKenzie, Compton
title: Kensington Rhymes
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words: 5753
sentence: 329
flesch: 89
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summary:
  [Illustration: SUGGESTIONS ABOUT SLEEP] I'VE heard it said that the dustman Is responsible for our sleep, That he puts a pinch of dust in our eyes When the stars begin to peep. [Illustration: THE WET DAY] THE wettest days in London Are quite a jolly spree: Our house is like an island, The wet street like a sea.


id: 19722
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
title: A Child's Garden of Verses
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words: 6617
sentence: 340
flesch: 88
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summary:
  [Illustration] A THOUGHT It is very nice to think The world is full of meat and drink With little children saying grace In every Christian kind of place. Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore.


id: 62928
author: Blyton, Enid
title: Child Whispers
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words: 4136
sentence: 201
flesch: 90
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summary:
  And as I blew the rabbits came Around me in the sun, And little mice and velvet moles Came creeping, one by one. ROSAMUNDA In the garden very early Rosamunda's walking, And to her surprise she hears Lots of fairies talking.


id: 136
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
title: A Child's Garden of Verses
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words: 8351
sentence: 354
flesch: 87
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summary:
  Ay, and when you slept, a baby, over all the English lands Other little children took the volume in their hands; Other children questioned, in their homes across the seas: Who was little Louis, won't you tell us, mother, please? 2 Now that you have spelt your lesson, lay it down and go and play, Seeking shells and seaweed on the sands of Monterey, Watching all the mighty whalebones, lying buried by the breeze, Tiny sandy-pipers, and the huge Pacific seas. And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? II A Thought It is very nice to think The world is full of meat and drink, With little children saying grace In every Christian kind of place.


id: 32523
author: Turner, Mrs. (Elizabeth)
title: Mrs. Turner's Cautionary Stories
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words: 8404
sentence: 495
flesch: 90
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summary:
  'They have a thousand books and toys For little girls and little boys; At toys, indeed, I love to _look_, But I prefer to _buy_ a book. sweep! _Note._--This was written in the days when little boys, like Tom in _Water Babies_, were sent actually up the chimneys to clean them out.


id: 28722
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
title: A Child's Garden of Verses
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words: 9017
sentence: 466
flesch: 91
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summary:
  Ay, and while you slept, a baby, over all the English lands Other little children took the volume in their hands; Other children questioned, in their homes across the seas: Who was little Louis, won't you tell us, mother, please? 2 Now that you have spelt your lesson, lay it down and go and play, Seeking shells and seaweed on the sands of Monterey, Watching all the mighty whalebones, lying buried by the breeze, Tiny sandy-pipers, and the huge Pacific seas. And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? II A THOUGHT IT is very nice to think The world is full of meat and drink, With little children saying grace In every Christian kind of place.


id: 3753
author: De la Mare, Walter
title: Peacock Pie, a Book of Rhymes
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words: 9425
sentence: 363
flesch: 84
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summary:
  HIDE AND SEEK Hide and seek, says the Wind, In the shade of the woods; Hide and seek, says the Moon, To the hazel buds; Hide and seek, says the Cloud, Star on to star; Hide and seek, says the Wave, At the harbour bar; Hide and seek, say I, To myself, and step Out of the dream of Wake Into the dream of Sleep. BOYS AND GIRLS THEN Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty A hundred years ago, All through the night with lantern bright The Watch trudged to and fro, And little boys tucked snug abed Would wake from dreams to hear - 'Two o' the morning by the clock, And the stars a-shining clear!' There, as she yawned, And yawn wide did she, Floated some seed Down her gull-e-t; And look you once, And look you twice, Poor old Tillie Was gone in a trice.


id: 13647
author: Lear, Edward
title: Nonsense Songs
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words: 11527
sentence: 609
flesch: 84
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summary:
  [Illustration] After sailing on calmly for several more days, they came to another country, where they were much pleased and surprised to see a countless multitude of white Mice with red eyes, all sitting in a great circle, slowly eating custard-pudding with the most satisfactory and polite demeanor. [Illustration] So remarkable a sight, of course, impressed the four children very deeply; and they returned immediately to their boat with a strong sense of undeveloped asthma and a great appetite.


id: 23545
author: De la Mare, Walter
title: Songs of Childhood
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words: 11204
sentence: 596
flesch: 89
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summary:
  Shall we blow sweet airs on it, Lure the magpie there to flit? The pilgrim crouches terrified At stooping hood, and glassy face, Gloating, evil, side by side; Terror and hate brood o'er the place; He flings his withered hands on high With a bitter, breaking cry:-- 'Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, Ye three wild fiends: If I lay me down in slumber, Then I lay me down in wrath; If I stir not in sweet dreaming, Then I wither in my path; If I hear sweet voices singing, 'Tis a demon's lullaby, And in hideous storm and terror Wake but to die!'


id: 30272
author: Clifford, W. K., Mrs.
title: Very Short Stories and Verses For Children
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words: 14902
sentence: 831
flesch: 93
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summary:
  Dear little swallows, tell mother that we are watching for her! What are they all a-doing? Poor little rabbit, all alone, Don't let the master meet you; He'll shoot you with his little gun, And merrily he'll eat you!


id: 42850
author: Browning, Robert
title: The Pied Piper of Hamelin, and Other Poems Every Boy's Library
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words: 14177
sentence: 675
flesch: 86
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summary:
  What if, with such words as these, He had cast away his weapon? Said Hóseyn, You feed young beasts a many, of famous breed, Slit-eared, unblemished, fat, true offspring of Múzennem: There stumbles no weak-eyed she in the line as it climbs the hill.


id: 16686
author: Ewing, Juliana Horatia
title: Verses for Children, and Songs for Music
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words: 25882
sentence: 1392
flesch: 90
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summary:
  We meant to be very kind, But if ever we find Another soft, grey-green, moss-coated, feather-lined nest in a hedge, We have taken a pledge-- Susan, Jemmy, and I--with remorseful tears, at this very minute, That if there are eggs or little birds in it-- Robin or wren, thrush, chaffinch or linnet-- We'll leave them there To their mother's care. There were three of us--Kate, and Susan, and Jem-- And three of them-- I don't know _their_ names, for they couldn't speak, Except with a little imperative squeak, Exactly like Poll, Susan's squeaking doll; But squeaking dolls will lie on the shelves For years and never squeak of themselves: The reason we like little birds so much better than toys Is because they are _really_ alive, and know how to make a noise.


id: 27441
title: The Children's Garland from the Best Poets
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sentence: 3730
flesch: 91
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summary:
  Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!


id: 19316
title: Lyra Heroica: A Book of Verse for Boys
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words: 70075
sentence: 3297
flesch: 86
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summary:
  The harvests of Arretium This year old men shall reap; This year young boys in Umbro Shall plunge the struggling sheep; And in the vats of Luna This year the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome. Truth sits upon the lips of dying men, And falsehood, while I lived, was far from mine.


id: 18909
author: Various
title: Poems Teachers Ask For Selected by readers of "Normal Instructor-Primary Plans"
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sentence: 4361
flesch: 88
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  The Fairies Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather, _William Allingham._


id: 19469
author: Various
title: Poems Teachers Ask For, Book Two
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sentence: 4587
flesch: 88
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summary:
  The sermon wasn't flowery; 'twas simple Gospel truth; It fitted poor old men like me; it fitted hopeful youth; 'Twas full of consolation, for weary hearts that bleed; 'Twas full of invitations, to Christ and not to creed. Such soft warm bodies to cuddle, Such queer little hearts to beat, Such swift, round tongues to kiss, Such sprawling, cushiony feet; She could feel in her clasping fingers The touch of a satiny skin And a cold wet nose exploring The dimples under her chin.


