Words on Wednesday ~ Kate Greenaway - Part Three

Words on Wednesday ~ Kate Greenaway - Part Two

Catherine Greenaway (17 March 1846 – 6 November 1901), known as Kate Greenaway, was an English children's book illustrator and writer.

THE LITTLE JUMPING GIRLS

JUMP-jump-jump-

 Jump away

 From this town into

 The next, to-day.

Jump-jump-jump

 Jump over the moon;

 Jump all the morning,

 And all the noon.

BLUE SHOES

LITTLE Blue Shoes

 Mustn’t go

 Very far alone, you know.

 Else she’ll fall down,

 Or, lose her way;

 Fancy – what

 Would mamma say?

 Better put her little hand

 Under sister’s wise command.

 When she’s a little older grown

 Blue Shoes may go quite alone.

WEDDING BELLS

Words on Wednesday ~ Kate Greenaway - Part One

Catherine Greenaway (17 March 1846 – 6 November 1901), known as Kate Greenaway, was an English children's book illustrator and writer.

THE TEA PARTY.

IN the pleasant green Garden

 We sat down to tea;

“Do you take sugar?” and

“Do you take milk?”

She’d got a new gown on -

A smart one of silk.

 We all were as happy

 As happy could be,

 On that bright Summer’s day

 When she asked us to tea.

TO THE SUN DOOR.

THEY saw it rise in the morning,

 They saw it set at night,

 And they longed to go and see it.

 Ah! if they only might.

The little soft white clouds heard them,

 And stepped from out of the blue;

 And each laid a little child softly

 Upon its bosom of dew.

And they carried them higher and higher,

 And they nothing knew any more.

 Until they were standing waiting,

 In front of the round gold door.

And they knocked, and called, and entreated,

 Whoever should be within;

 But all to no purpose, for no one

 Would hearken to let them in.

IN AN APPLE TREE.

IN September, when the apples are red,

 To Belinda I said,

“Would you like to go away

 To Heaven, or stay

 Here in this orchard full of trees

 All your life?” And she said, “If you please

 I’ll stay here – where I know,

 And the flowers grow.”

TIP-A-TOE,

 See them go;

 One, two, three -

 Chloe, Prue, and me;

 Up and down,

 To the Town,

 A Lord was there,

 And the Lady fair.

 And what did they sing?

 Oh, “Ring-a-ding-ding;”

And the Black Crow flew off

 With the Lady’s Ring.

SUSAN BLUE

OH, Susan Blue,

 How do you do?

 Please may I go for a walk with you?

 Where shall we go?

 Oh, I know -

 Down in the meadow where the cowslips grow!