Sing-Song: a nursery rhyme book


One hundred and twenty six beautifully written poems about babies and childhood that capture the marvelous wonders of that age. - Summary by Maggie Travers (1 hr 15 min)

Chapters

Angels at the foot
Love me, --I love you
My baby has a father and a mother
Our little baby fell asleep
"Kookoorookoo! kookoorookoo!"
Baby cry
Eight o'clock
Bread and milk for breakfast
There's snow on the fields
Dead in the cold, a song-singing thrush
I dug and dug amongst the snow
A city plum is not a plum
Your brother has a falcon
Hear what the mournful linnets say
A baby's cradle with no baby in it
Hop-o'-my-thumb and little Jack Horner
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth
O wind, why do you never rest
Crying, my little one, footsore and weary?
Growing in the vale
A linnet in a gilded cage
Wrens and robins in the hedge
My baby has a mottled fist
Why did baby die
If all were rain and never sun
O wind, where have you been
Brownie, Brownie, let down your milk
On the grassy banks
Rushes in a watery place
Minnie and Mattie
Heartsease in my garden bed
If I were a Queen
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow
Stroke a flint, and there is nothing to admire
There is but one May in the year
The summer nights are short
The days are clear
Twist me a crown of wind-flowers
Brown and furry
A toadstool comes up in a night
A pocket handkerchief to hem
If a pig wore a wig
Seldom "can't"
One and one are two
How many seconds in a minute?
What will you give me for my pound?
January cold desolate
What is pink? a rose is pink
Mother shake the cherry tree
A pin has a head, but has no hair
Hopping frog, hop here and be seen
Where innocent bright-eyed daisies are
The city mouse lives in a house
What does the donkey bray about?
Three plum buns
A motherless soft lambkin
Dancing on the hill-tops
When fishes set umbrellas up
The peacock has a score of eyes
Pussy has a whiskered face
The dog lies in his kennel
If hope grew on a bush
I planted a hand
Under the ivy bush
I am a King
There is one that has a head without an eye
If a mouse could fly
Sing me a song
The lily has an air
Margaret has a milking-pail
In the meadow--what in the meadow?
A frisky lamb
Mix a pancake
The wind has such a rainy sound
Three little children
Fly away, fly away over the sea
Minnie bakes oaten cakes
A white hen sitting
Currants on a bush
Playing at bob cherry
I have but one rose in the world
Rosy maiden Winifred
Blind from my birth
When the cows come home the milk is coming
Roses blushing red and white
"Ding a ding"
A ring upon her finger
Ferry me across the water
When a mounting skylark sings
Who has seen the wind?
The horses of the sea
O sailor, come ashore
A diamond or a coal?
An emerald is as green as grass
Boats sail on the rivers
The lily has a smooth stalk
Hurt no living thing
I caught a little ladybird
All the bells were ringing
Wee wee husband
I have a little husband
The dear old woman in the lane
Swift and sure the swallow
I dreamt I caught a little owl
What does the bee do?
I have a Poll parrot
A house of cards
The rose with such a bonny blush
The rose that blushes rosy red
Oh, fair to see
Clever little Willie wee
The peach tree on the southern wall
A rose has thorns as well as honey
Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
If stars dropped out of heaven
"Goodbye in fear, goodbye in sorrow"
If the sun could tell us half
If the moon came from heaven
O Lady moon, your horns point toward the east
What do the stars do?
Motherless baby and babyless mother
Crimson curtains round my mother's bed
Baby lies so fast alseep
I know a baby, such a baby
Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
Lie a-bed