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Little Freckled Person A Book of Child Verse-Mary Carolyn Davies · Edgar Allan Poe Poems

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  Speaker 1: Section one of A Little Freckled Person A Book of
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  Speaker 1: child Verse. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings
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  Speaker 1: Little Peanut. A Little Freckled Person A Book of child
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  Speaker 1: Verse by Marry Caroline Davies. A little freckled Person. They
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  Speaker 1: think I'm just a little girl at study, work or play,
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  Speaker 1: A little freckled person who has never much to say.
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  Speaker 1: They do not know a princess oft in golden gown.
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  Speaker 1: Am I with cheeks like apple petals soft and eyes
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  Speaker 1: like sea or sky? They only see my tumbled braids.
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  Speaker 1: They do not know I wear a crown with turquoises
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  Speaker 1: and barrels upon my coiled up hair. They do not
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  Speaker 1: know adventures dire beset me, land and sea, that page
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  Speaker 1: and courtier, night and squire before me, me bend the knee,
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  Speaker 1: that haughty ships with silken sails upon my bidding, go
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  Speaker 1: all these and other happy things. They cannot cannot know.
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  Speaker 1: They only see a little girl at study, work or play,
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  Speaker 1: A little freckled person who has never much to say.
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  Speaker 1: The selfish sea the sea is very, very wide. It
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  Speaker 1: takes up all the room outside. And when I stand
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  Speaker 1: beside the sea, it comes right up and pushes me.
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  Speaker 2: The rabbit.
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  Speaker 3: A rabbit works its ears and tries to watch you
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  Speaker 3: with its rabbit eyes, its saucy little tail. It flounces,
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  Speaker 3: and when it hits the ground, it bounces.
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  Speaker 1: The uncritical kitten. If I am selfish when I play,
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  Speaker 1: my kitten likes me anyway.
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  Speaker 3: Next Door people, The next door people have a bird,
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  Speaker 3: the yellow wist. You ever heard at hops and chirps
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  Speaker 3: and sings and sings. Aren't next door people pleasant things?
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  Speaker 1: Probation mother says, if you're thoughtful and polite, go to
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  Speaker 1: bed at eight each night. Always hasten to do chores
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  Speaker 1: and give up chairs for visitors. We the garden, carry wood,
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  Speaker 1: and be very still and good. Mother says, if you're
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  Speaker 1: faithful in your task, never beg but only ask. Fold
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  Speaker 1: your napkins, say your prayers, Put no gum upon the chairs,
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  Speaker 1: keep your bureau doors quite neat. Never walk through pools
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  Speaker 1: but on sidewalk till the mud is gone. And say
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  Speaker 1: thank you often, and sit erect and walk and stand
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  Speaker 1: and wash well behind your ears. Always wait until it
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  Speaker 1: to wear your best clothes and not fail to hang
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  Speaker 1: your coat upon its nail. You will find the people
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  Speaker 1: where you live like to have you there. Our house
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  Speaker 1: has a pleasant yard, and I am trying very hard.
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  Speaker 3: Perhaps you never know in this great world what wonders
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  Speaker 3: there may be. Perhaps there's buried treasure out beneath our
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  Speaker 3: cherry tree.
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  Speaker 1: Freid stars. The stars are like us children here, not
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  Speaker 1: any older, grown and night. The little fraid stars stay
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  Speaker 1: together in the milky way. The brave ones stand alone
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  Speaker 1: the stars. The stars are lighted candles upon a Christmas tree.
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  Speaker 1: The branches that they hang upon we cannot ever see.
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  Speaker 1: On Christmas Eve, the angels stand about it after tea,
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  Speaker 1: and if an angel's very good, he gets a present
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  Speaker 1: as he should.
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  Speaker 3: As you would be done by. Of course I believe
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  Speaker 3: in fairies. Of course I know they're true. Just think
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  Speaker 3: if you were a fairy and no one believed in you.
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  Speaker 1: End of section one.
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  Speaker 3: Section two of A Little Freckled Person, A Book of
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  Speaker 3: child verse by Mary Carolyn Davies. This LibriVox recording is
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  Speaker 3: in the public domain. Recording by Sweet Home and Little Peanut.
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  Speaker 3: Drawing upon my slate, I draw strange things. I never
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  Speaker 3: saw nor you, nor anyone, but oh it is such fun.
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  Speaker 3: The fishing A fishing poles a curious thing. It's made
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  Speaker 3: of just a stick and string, a boy at one end,
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  Speaker 3: and a wish and on the other end a fish.
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  Speaker 1: Sympathy. Little fishing boat, a blur on the ocean blue.
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  Speaker 1: Don't you ever wish you were a little taller too?
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  Speaker 1: I have a birthday. Look at me as you dart
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  Speaker 1: and dip, grow, and maybe soon you'll be a white
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  Speaker 1: sailed ship.
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  Speaker 2: The forest school, the little first de merely stand in
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  Speaker 2: studious rows on either hand on winter days, about like these,
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  Speaker 2: all learning to be Christmas trees.
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  Speaker 1: White cherry. The Moon's a white cherry for sale in
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  Speaker 1: the sky, and each one admires it, but no one
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  Speaker 1: will buy, oh cherry that lies on the shop window shelf.
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  Speaker 1: When I have a penny, I'll buy you myself.
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  Speaker 3: The independent kite. A kite is very nice to own.
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  Speaker 3: It never never grieves you slept when it wants to
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  Speaker 3: play alone, and just goes off and leaves you.
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  Speaker 1: Practicing. The black notes are the bridegrooms. The white notes
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  Speaker 1: are the brides. And I why I'm the minister, and
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  Speaker 1: all the guests.
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  Speaker 3: Besides fairyland secret service. A snowflake is a letter a
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  Speaker 3: fairy in the sky is sending to the fairies here.
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  Speaker 3: And when they've read its message clear lest any one
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  Speaker 3: should spy, they purse their little lips and blow to
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  Speaker 3: melt the tell tale note of snow. Oh, let us
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  Speaker 3: see if we can snatch and read a fairy land dispatch.
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  Speaker 1: A book.
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  Speaker 3: A book's a magic sort of thing that makes you
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  Speaker 3: sailor chief or king. When I'm old and on a shelf,
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  Speaker 3: I think I'll have a book myself.
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  Speaker 1: The lonesome Sea. The sea is so lonely now winter
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  Speaker 1: is here. I wish we could only go down to
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  Speaker 1: the pier and say to him kindly. Don't think, mister
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  Speaker 1: c we've forgotten you quite, for we haven't. Not we
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  Speaker 1: last summer we scurried all sudden, I know from the beach.
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  Speaker 1: Don't be worried. We hated to go. I should like
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  Speaker 1: to go clear to the end of the peer, for
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  Speaker 1: he's lonesome, and tell him we're coming next year. The mountains.
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  Speaker 1: The mountains do not stir or show emotion when spring comes,
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  Speaker 1: I know. But though they are restrained by pride, I
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  Speaker 1: think that they are glad inside end of section two,
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  Speaker 1: section three of A Little Freckled Person, a Book of
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  Speaker 1: child verse by Mary Carolyn Davies. This LibriVox recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. Recording by Little Peanut and Sweet Home.
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  Speaker 3: When Dolly is afraid, When lights are standing in the
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  Speaker 3: street and on the sidewalk, all the feet are quiet,
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  Speaker 3: and it's growing late, and our brown clock is striking eight.
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  Speaker 3: I pack the animals and arc and push them deep
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  Speaker 3: into the dark, and in a quiet roe is lay
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  Speaker 3: my cups and saucers till the day. But who could
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  Speaker 3: ever say good night and leave her doll on such
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  Speaker 3: a plight. I couldn't let her stay without a friend
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  Speaker 3: and hear the dark about. So she and I go
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  Speaker 3: straight upstairs. She shuts her eyes while we say prayers,
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  Speaker 3: and then we lie and count up sheep until we
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  Speaker 3: both are fast asleep. It's not because I dread at
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  Speaker 3: all the darkness that I keep my doll, but just
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  Speaker 3: because I think that she would be so frightened without me.
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  Speaker 1: Tree children, the little trees that to the breeze make
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  Speaker 1: quaint and timorous courtesies. I like to come and play
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  Speaker 1: with these. Each grown up pine that stands in line
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  Speaker 1: is but a stranger, great and fine. The little trees
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  Speaker 1: are friends of mine. The cockatoo, green and yellow cockatoo.
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  Speaker 1: Won't you let me talk to you? Or if you would, kinder,
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  Speaker 1: won't you come and talk to me? Tell me all
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  Speaker 1: about the places where the children have black faces, armlets, anklets,
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  Speaker 1: copper rings, where the cannibals are kings? Has a hungry
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  Speaker 1: crocodile ever met you with a smile? Have you taken
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  Speaker 1: many a trip in a Rakish pirate ship? Cockatoo cockadoo?
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  Speaker 1: How I'd like to talk to you, But as you
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  Speaker 1: can guess, i'd be gladder if you'd talk to me.
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  Speaker 1: High cost of living among the angels, it's a shame
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  Speaker 1: to tell it. Prices are so dear. They use the
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  Speaker 1: blown out candle flame to mend the ragged stars this
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  Speaker 1: year need. I like the kitten of my friends. I
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  Speaker 1: like its claws caught in my lace. I like the
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  Speaker 1: way each small ear ends, I like the black upon
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  Speaker 1: its face. I feel it's heartbeat in my hand. And
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  Speaker 1: then I somehow understand so many things I didn't know.
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  Speaker 1: I'm kinder, and my voice is low, and I close
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  Speaker 1: doors more softly too, and do the things I'm told
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  Speaker 1: to do instead of wishing they were done. But mother
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  Speaker 1: says we mayn't have one. I want a kitten all
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  Speaker 1: my own to play with when I'm left alone, and
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  Speaker 1: when the family's gone away to shop and work and
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  Speaker 1: call and play tennis and other things. It's also queer
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  Speaker 1: and lonely in the hall, and in the parlor too,
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  Speaker 1: and in the sitting room where words have been but
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  Speaker 1: are not now the chairs and I wait through the
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  Speaker 1: hours till by and by are only playmates. Little fears.
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  Speaker 1: There's room in all our lives, I think for one
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  Speaker 1: small kitten, black as ink, with two white spots behind
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  Speaker 1: its ears. Sky color blue skies are very apt to
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  Speaker 1: fade dark colors where the best, It's true, But who
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  Speaker 1: would choose a useful shade? I want mine blue left out.
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  Speaker 3: If Shoemaker's children are left with feet bear, I've wondered
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  Speaker 3: and wondered. I don't think it's fair if maybe at
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  Speaker 3: Christmas there aren't any toys left over for Santa Claus's
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  Speaker 3: own girls and boys.
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  Speaker 1: The white birch A white birch grows in the deepest wood.
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  Speaker 1: If you are good and the stars are right, who
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  Speaker 1: knows you may see some night the nymphs stand under
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  Speaker 1: the sea green heave of its boughs in a row.
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  Speaker 1: But if you wonder, they will fade and go. You
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  Speaker 1: must just believe the playmate. Last dear, I played with
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  Speaker 1: the country this year with the sea. Now the queer
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  Speaker 1: old city stops and plays with me, stops in its
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  Speaker 1: counting of pennies, and never never fails to know the
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  Speaker 1: time I'm going to bed, and tells me fairy tales Thanksgiving.
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  Speaker 1: The turkey is a mournful bird from all that I
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  Speaker 1: have ever heard. If he could live this day, to
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  Speaker 1: see how very thankful he would be. The nest.
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  Speaker 3: That tree has a nest. And if I lie quite still,
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  Speaker 3: and if I have luck, I may see two heads
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  Speaker 3: or three stretched out hark hark wings sound, and a
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  Speaker 3: dark shadow comes flying through boughs. They are trying to
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  Speaker 3: reach the food that the large bird brings unfinished. Wings
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  Speaker 3: are such curious things. They are almost old enough to
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  Speaker 3: fly the three if they knew as I do, and
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  Speaker 3: you that nests are cozier than the sky.
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  Speaker 1: And the section three, section four of A Little Freckled Person,
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  Speaker 1: a Book of child verse by Mary Carolyn Davies. This
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Recording by Little
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  Speaker 1: Peanut and Sweet Home. The Orange the Sky is a
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  Speaker 1: greedy child who holds one yellow orange in her hand.
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  Speaker 1: It is the sun. She holds it primly, then hid
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  Speaker 1: from sight all in the darkness, eats it at night.
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  Speaker 1: I almost got to Fairyland one day. I almost got
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  Speaker 1: to Fairyland. One day. I walked out straight along the
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  Speaker 1: sun paths so and there were hummings in the world,
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  Speaker 1: and moving things went through the grass, and all the
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  Speaker 1: air was just as glad as if there were a
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  Speaker 1: party somewhere at a fairy's house. I knew they had
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  Speaker 1: a party, and I knew that they had kept a
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  Speaker 1: seat for me if I could only find the right
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  Speaker 1: turn in the road. I was so near to Fairyland,
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  Speaker 1: so near that I could almost hear the fairy gates
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  Speaker 1: swing open for me, waiting just for me. I was
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  Speaker 1: so near to Fairyland. And then just then I heard
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  Speaker 1: my mother calling me come in to supper, dear. I
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  Speaker 1: heard her call, and so I never got to Fairyland.
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  Speaker 1: I know that there are fairies, though, because I almost
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  Speaker 1: got to Fairyland one day.
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  Speaker 3: Untrained trains a train should never jump the track such
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  Speaker 3: rude behavior shows a lack of poise. It's really a disgrace.
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  Speaker 3: A train should know its proper place. Handicapped, I run
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  Speaker 3: as fast as I can go. When trains run past
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  Speaker 3: our place, they're bigger far than I, and so they
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  Speaker 3: always win the race. A sunset life seems so sweet.
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  Speaker 3: I don't know why. Perhaps tis just because the sky
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  Speaker 3: put on tonight to make me glad. A dress I
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  Speaker 3: didn't know.
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  Speaker 1: She had two ships, tall ships, tall ships sailing out
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  Speaker 1: to sea. Have you in your dreaming hearts any room
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  Speaker 1: for me, for a little singing maid who would sail
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  Speaker 1: with you out to where the ocean miles are blue,
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  Speaker 1: blue blue, Tall ships, tall ships loosening from shore, steering
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  Speaker 1: all by StarCraft, and sailing evermore. Take a little wishful
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  Speaker 1: maid with you as you go. I would feel the
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  Speaker 1: ocean tempests blow, blow, blow, tall ships, tall ships. See.
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  Speaker 1: I stretch my hands, pray you take me with you
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  Speaker 1: too far in foreign lands ships, An eager little maid
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  Speaker 1: prays that she may be sailing as you sail forever, free, free,
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  Speaker 1: free sea butterflies. The sea is like a garden green,
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  Speaker 1: the spray like daisy's white, and one full rose alone
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  Speaker 1: is seen the great red sun at night, a fluttering
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  Speaker 1: in their loveliness. The ships against the skies are just
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  Speaker 1: as anyone can guess. The gardens, butterflies, buds. The buds
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  Speaker 1: have come to town, demure and brown their coats, and
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  Speaker 1: under sea, how can such fragile fairy colors be? The
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  Speaker 1: buds have come to us, all tremulous. We're quite as
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  Speaker 1: glad as they take off your cloaks. Dear little buds,
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  Speaker 1: and stay the flower cart. The flower carts coming down
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  Speaker 1: the street with tulips red and tulips sweet, and from
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  Speaker 1: the wagon color. Spills of hyacinths and daffodils and purple
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  Speaker 1: rhododendrons grow beside the roses in a row. Oh let
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  Speaker 1: us hasten down to spend before the flower cart rounds
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  Speaker 1: the bend. Oh let us spring our pennies and hold
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  Speaker 1: all of spring within our hand. Eves droppers, the stars
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  Speaker 1: lean down and listen at fairy story time. They twinkle
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  Speaker 1: and they listen to hear each happy rhyme to all
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  Speaker 1: our cheerful singing. The little stars beat time. The stars
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  Speaker 1: lean down to hear. They know it's not polite, but
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  Speaker 1: then they cease to fear us about this time of night.
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  Speaker 1: They creep and edge up near us, although it isn't
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  Speaker 1: right eavesdroppers, but we love them. We leave a little
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  Speaker 1: space and never crowd or shove them, because in any case,
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  Speaker 1: that stretch of blue above them is such a lonely place.
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  Speaker 1: Singing secrets. Bird up in the pine tree top, tossing
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  Speaker 1: down to me broken songs to where I sit underneath
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  Speaker 1: the tree. Bird up in the pine tree top? What
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  Speaker 1: is it you hear that you try to say again
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  Speaker 1: in your singing clear? What is it you see up
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  Speaker 1: there in the green and blue? Does the world look
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  Speaker 1: very strange, strange and fair to you? Do you see
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  Speaker 1: some happy thing that you try to show in the
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  Speaker 1: eager chirps you toss gaily down below? You are singing secrets? Bird,
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  Speaker 1: I am very sure I can understand no word, But
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  Speaker 1: oh try once more. Bird up in the pine tree top,
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  Speaker 1: sing again to me. Maybe I can hear it now,
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  Speaker 1: maybe I can see and of section four, section five
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  Speaker 1: of A Little Freckled Person, a Book of child verse
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  Speaker 1: by Mary Carolyn Davies. The Sleeprivox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. Recording by Little Peanut and Sweet Home.
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  Speaker 3: The day before April. No, little brown bird, go away.
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  Speaker 3: I have no time to dream today. I must do
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  Speaker 3: certain things, you see. I know not why, but it
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  Speaker 3: must be here. I must study foolish books and not
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  Speaker 3: gets how the lilac looks. Hush, little bird, and do
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  Speaker 3: not sing. I have no time to play with spring.
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  Speaker 1: The corn the corns, like soldiers in a row, will
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  Speaker 1: stop and cheer them. Let's. The tassels are their waving flags,
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  Speaker 1: the leads their bayonets. They march to meet King Frost,
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  Speaker 1: their foe. The fight will soon begin. King Frost will
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  Speaker 1: conquer them. I know, but oh if they could win.
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  Speaker 3: If a star, if a star were to say, I
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  Speaker 3: will stay and watch dawn bring the day. If a
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  Speaker 3: star were so bold, would the moon mother old? Let
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  Speaker 3: it stay in the sky.
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  Speaker 1: Try star, try dryad dry it hidden in this tree.
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  Speaker 1: Break your bonds and talk to me. No one's watching
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  Speaker 1: only from your cave. The town's asleep. No one knows
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  Speaker 1: I stand here, So come, for they will never know.
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  Speaker 1: Tell me what you think of here. When the moon
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  Speaker 1: is sharp and clear, when the clouds are over you,
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  Speaker 1: when the ground is wet with dew, dry it, are
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  Speaker 1: you happy? Say? Do you like to live? This way,
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  Speaker 1: I will keep your secrets well. I will never never
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  Speaker 1: tell dry it hidden in archery. Come, oh, come and
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  Speaker 1: talk to me the duel. Once a blotter met a
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  Speaker 1: blot in a still secluded spot. Here's the blotter, brave
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  Speaker 1: to see but the blot, Oh, where is he?
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  Speaker 3: The littlest cloud, O, littlest cloud in all the blue?
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  Speaker 3: Don't go so fast for sea. I'm just about the
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  Speaker 3: size of you. Come down and play with me. But oh,
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  Speaker 3: if that's the only way to come in rain drops,
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  Speaker 3: why I'll stay here by myself and play. I won't
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  Speaker 3: have you cry.
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  Speaker 1: Princes Cinderella, sitting in her dingy chimney corner, delving in
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  Speaker 1: the ashes, with the smoke upon her eyes, with pots
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  Speaker 1: and kettles waiting all her kinfolk by to scorn her, longed,
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  Speaker 1: perhaps to meet a prince, handsome, young and wise, maybe
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  Speaker 1: sleeping beauty on her couch within the castle, while her
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  Speaker 1: golden hair crept down to touch her silent feet. Dreamed
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  Speaker 1: about a rider with a scarlet cap and tassel who
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  Speaker 1: would hack away the hedge and cry awaken sweet while
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  Speaker 1: washing dishes are scraping out the skillet, or when I'm
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  Speaker 1: sprinkling or folding up the clothes. Sometimes I too dream.
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  Speaker 1: It seems foolish like to tell it, But their princes
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  Speaker 1: came at last, and ah, who knows our share? Babies
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  Speaker 1: of Alaska, babies of Japan, babies born to beads or silk,
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  Speaker 1: or fez or fur or fan. No one of all
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  Speaker 1: the babies that are toddling anywhere is half so sweet
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  Speaker 1: a baby as the baby that's our share. If I
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  Speaker 1: were Santa's little boy, If I were Santa's little boy,
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  Speaker 1: if there's a family of Santa Clauss in the sky
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  Speaker 1: or where their homy be, if I were Santa's oldest son,
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  Speaker 1: I only hope that he has one. And my Papa
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  Speaker 1: should say to me, what Christmas present, son would be?
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  Speaker 1: The very thing you'd like to see within your stalking
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  Speaker 1: Christmas Day? I wouldn't stop to think, would you, but
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  Speaker 1: say I want to drive the sleigh. And then when
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  Speaker 1: Christmas week had come, and nearly dawn on Christmas Day,
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  Speaker 1: I'd load the sleigh with doll and drum, and find
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  Speaker 1: where the reindeer were tied, and hitch them quickly up,
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  Speaker 1: and I'd shout very loudly clear the way, and crack
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  Speaker 1: the whip and drive the sleigh down from the pole
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  Speaker 1: and pass the clang of loud icicles in a row
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  Speaker 1: blown by the wind, to where the gang lives in
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  Speaker 1: our street. And then i'd shout while frightened heads of
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  Speaker 1: boys stuck out from open windows in surprise, with touzled
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  Speaker 1: hair and sleepy eyes. I'd shout out loudly so that
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  Speaker 1: they could hear each single word. I'd say, Hey, dasher Dancer, faster, Prancer,
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  Speaker 1: run as hard now as you can, sir, stop your
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  Speaker 1: bulking when I'm talking. We must fill each Christmas stocking
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  Speaker 1: in a hundred million places. Dasher Dancer, mind your paces.
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  Speaker 1: Don't you dare to break the traces. Then I'd shake
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  Speaker 1: the reins and shout to milkman, that might be about
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  Speaker 1: clear the way for Santa sleigh, because I'm driving it
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  Speaker 1: to day. The party dress. All year long, the timid
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  Speaker 1: maple has been dressed in prim and sober, little plain,
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  Speaker 1: utilitarian gowns of quiet tints of green. But spring is
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  Speaker 1: gone and summer's past, and now that it's October, the
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  Speaker 1: modest little maple tree is costumed like a queen. Just
• 26:12
  Speaker 1: look now through our window, and I'm sure that you'll
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  Speaker 1: agree that her party dress is pretty as a party
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  Speaker 1: dress can be. The clock that autumn winds school is
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  Speaker 1: like a clock that stops in vacation time. Tick doc,
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  Speaker 1: tick doc, a sing song rhyme. Every school day is
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  Speaker 1: a minute. This clock has long minutes in it. In
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  Speaker 1: vacation time, it stops. Not a sound at all, not
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  Speaker 1: a tick, not a talk. Hanging on the wall waits
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  Speaker 1: the clock until fall finds it, stands upon a chair
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  Speaker 1: and winds it. End of section five, section six of
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  Speaker 1: A Little Freckled Person, a Book of child verse by
• 27:07
  Speaker 1: Mary Carolyn Davies. The Sleepervox recording is in the public
• 27:11
  Speaker 1: domain recording by Little Peanut and Sweet home conversation in
• 27:17
  Speaker 1: proper sentences of perr and monosyllables of muse. When I
• 27:23
  Speaker 1: have told my news to her, my kitten tells me
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  Speaker 1: kitten news. The homesick star the candle stood beside my
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  Speaker 1: bed and dropped a little tear. I sat up, shivering
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  Speaker 1: and said, I know you're lonesome here. You'd rather have
• 27:42
  Speaker 1: the sky than me. You've been too kind by far
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  Speaker 1: to say so. Now I've guessed you see that you're
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  Speaker 1: a home sick star. I'll send you home again, for
• 27:55
  Speaker 1: I was homesick once and no. And when you're safely
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  Speaker 1: in the sky and I am here below, then don't
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  Speaker 1: forget me candle, please, but twinkle very plain on dark,
• 28:08
  Speaker 1: dark nights about like these above my window pane. Then,
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  Speaker 1: though I am afraid at night that thieves might be about,
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  Speaker 1: I screwed my eyes up very tight and blew the
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  Speaker 1: candle out.
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  Speaker 3: The lonesomest fairy. There's a dewdrop shining bright on the
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  Speaker 3: grass by the sun, and dried. It's a tear that
• 28:34
  Speaker 3: fell in the night when the lonesomest fairy cried the present.
• 28:42
  Speaker 3: The sky is like a Christmas tree, the burning stars,
• 28:46
  Speaker 3: its candles be the Moon's a bulky gift and owd
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  Speaker 3: mark to the world with love from God.
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  Speaker 1: Grief. Forget it soon it because I know that I'll forget.
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  Speaker 1: I'm crying. So the Saturday's party in Fairyland, all the
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  Speaker 1: Saturdays met one day. Each was very polite, they say.
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  Speaker 1: They shook each other by the hand and had a
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  Speaker 1: party in Fairyland. They wouldn't let any Monday in, and
• 29:22
  Speaker 1: not one Tuesday at all could win her way past
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  Speaker 1: the supercilious crowd and Wednesdays, why they weren't allowed. Thursdays
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  Speaker 1: could only stand in the street and look through the
• 29:35
  Speaker 1: door at the things to eat, And the Fridays and
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: Sundays pretended they didn't like parties anyway, But the Saturdays
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  Speaker 1: had the greatest fun. They played hopscotch and run sheep,
• 29:51
  Speaker 1: run and frog in the meadow, and pull away and
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  Speaker 1: everything else they wanted to play. They used the throat
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  Speaker 1: for musical chairs, as if the fairy Queen's house were theirs.
• 30:05
  Speaker 1: In rooms enchanted, they ran and hid, and whatever they
• 30:10
  Speaker 1: wished they could do, they did. And after they'd played
• 30:15
  Speaker 1: and played and played, they had pink straws in their lemonade,
• 30:21
  Speaker 1: and the cookies and tarts were like a dream, and
• 30:26
  Speaker 1: all the Saturdays had ice cream. I'd my doubts when
• 30:31
  Speaker 1: I heard, and you have yours. But strange things happen
• 30:36
  Speaker 1: on foreign shores, and they say that the best fat
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  Speaker 1: ever planned was the Saturday's party in Fairyland.
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  Speaker 3: The Sorrows of a Seamstress. I'm learning to sew. I'm
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  Speaker 3: basting and hemming and all that, but I wish that
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  Speaker 3: the eye were bigger, or the threadn quite so fat.
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  Speaker 1: My mother's garden is the sea. My mother's garden is
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  Speaker 1: the sea if it is viewed aright. The sweet alyssome
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  Speaker 1: borders are the ocean's breaker's white. The butterflies and hummingbirds
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  Speaker 1: are seagulls flying o'er, and in our gravel garden path,
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  Speaker 1: I pace a foreign shore. The gymnastic clock, the little clock,
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  Speaker 1: is friends with me. It talks as plain as plane
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  Speaker 1: can be, and says, each morning, as it rises, now,
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  Speaker 1: don't forget your exercises. Both hands above your head, you know,
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  Speaker 1: then lower them very slowly, so ho, don't get tired,
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  Speaker 1: and stop that way. I exercise like this all day,
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  Speaker 1: right in its face. Then I say, pooh, I wouldn't
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  Speaker 1: boast of it like you, but I can swing my
• 31:59
  Speaker 1: arms round two and so the clock then looks at me,
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  Speaker 1: and I look back, and I and he each single
• 32:08
  Speaker 1: morning when we rise, just exercise and exercise.
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  Speaker 3: Snowflakes, the fairies called snowflakes, all dressed up in white.
• 32:20
  Speaker 3: They went to the dance and were dancing all night.
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  Speaker 3: And now they lie tired where sleep chanced to oh,
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  Speaker 3: take them step lightly, speak softly, to take care not
• 32:32
  Speaker 3: to wake them.
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  Speaker 1: Pirate song, a pirate, a pirate I'd like to be
• 32:38
  Speaker 1: a pirate, A black bearded pirate with a pistol at
• 32:41
  Speaker 1: my side, with a crew to take my orders and
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: scour the ocean's borders. I tramp along the quarter deck
• 32:49
  Speaker 1: my ship upon the tide. A pirate. A pirate. I
• 32:53
  Speaker 1: want to be a pirate, A sailing off to Tartary,
• 32:56
  Speaker 1: to India and Spain. I'd show them I was mass
• 33:00
  Speaker 1: as we scudded fast and faster, we pirates bowled a
• 33:05
  Speaker 1: search for gold across the Spanish main. A pirate, A pirate.
• 33:10
  Speaker 1: I'd like to be a pirate. A scarlet scarf about
• 33:13
  Speaker 1: my neck, a cutlass at my wrist, with my boots
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  Speaker 1: of shining leather creaking when they rubbed together, and a
• 33:21
  Speaker 1: foeman lenk to walk the plank whenever i'd insist. A pirate,
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  Speaker 1: A pirate. I want to be a pirate, to sail
• 33:30
  Speaker 1: the seas for treasure and to keep it in our hold,
• 33:34
  Speaker 1: to fear no foe nor nation. What a splendid occupation
• 33:40
  Speaker 1: to be a doughty pirate in the daring days of
• 33:43
  Speaker 1: old A pirate A pirate. But if I were a pirate,
• 33:48
  Speaker 1: I couldn't have a pair of skates A football or
• 33:51
  Speaker 1: a sled. So when I think it over, though I'd
• 33:55
  Speaker 1: like to be a rover, I'd rather be in our
• 33:58
  Speaker 1: house and be myself instead. And of section six, section
• 34:11
  Speaker 1: seven of A Little Freckled Person, a Book of child
• 34:15
  Speaker 1: verse by Mary Carolyn Davies. This LibriVox recording is in
• 34:19
  Speaker 1: the public domain. Recording by Little Peanut and Sweet Home.
• 34:23
  Speaker 1: Our playhouse is so near to fairyland. Our playhouse is
• 34:28
  Speaker 1: so near to fairyland. I think the fairies come and
• 34:31
  Speaker 1: peep to see how children play. So sometimes when there's
• 34:37
  Speaker 1: something in the grass that sounds like fairies footsteps, very faint,
• 34:42
  Speaker 1: not far away, we sit quite still, all on the
• 34:46
  Speaker 1: playhouse wall. But though we wait and wait for them
• 34:51
  Speaker 1: to speak, they never do. Our playhouse is so near
• 34:57
  Speaker 1: to fairyland. They'll come someday and start to play with us.
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  Speaker 1: I think, don't you new vies.
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  Speaker 3: It doesn't do you any good to hide trees. Everybody
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  Speaker 3: knows you're there inside. Besides, although you think your hair complete,
• 35:18
  Speaker 3: we see your feet.
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  Speaker 1: Beach birds, beach birds, beach birds flying into me from
• 35:25
  Speaker 1: the wide blue palaces of your home the sea. What
• 35:30
  Speaker 1: have you to tell about islands, green and fair stories
• 35:34
  Speaker 1: of the ships that tramp the trail to everywhere. Have
• 35:39
  Speaker 1: you seen a sailor lad dreaming at the wheel? Have
• 35:42
  Speaker 1: you seen the great sharks flash white beneath a keel?
• 35:47
  Speaker 1: Have you seen the savages dancing in a ring? Have
• 35:50
  Speaker 1: you on a desert isle? Ever seen a king? Beach birds?
• 35:55
  Speaker 1: Beach birds flying into me in some far blue palace,
• 36:00
  Speaker 1: hall of your home the sea? Will you tell the
• 36:03
  Speaker 1: listening birds how in a curious land? Once you saw
• 36:08
  Speaker 1: a little maid playing in the sand.
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  Speaker 3: The sky song, The sky stands up to sing before us,
• 36:17
  Speaker 3: Each stars averd, the moon's the chorus a spring thought.
• 36:24
  Speaker 3: The new birds tweet, and buds come sweet, and puffy
• 36:29
  Speaker 3: clouds are in the sky. The world is full of
• 36:33
  Speaker 3: little girls, but very few as nice as I the zoo.
• 36:39
  Speaker 1: We were walking in the zoo, and all the animals
• 36:43
  Speaker 1: looked at us, the bear and the hippopotamus, and quite
• 36:47
  Speaker 1: a few lions and wolves, and a yak and a
• 36:50
  Speaker 1: new and we were glad someone had made cages around
• 36:55
  Speaker 1: them so that we could walk there and not be afraid,
• 37:00
  Speaker 1: but could just pretend that they were free and could
• 37:05
  Speaker 1: eat us both if they wanted to.
• 37:09
  Speaker 3: Six in June, the leaves are born. The orghum man
• 37:14
  Speaker 3: has got a new quick tune. It's rained, the kitten's
• 37:18
  Speaker 3: gone to sleep, and I'll be six in June.
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  Speaker 1: Cloud magic beneath the comfortable sky all afternoon. I love
• 37:28
  Speaker 1: to lie and think about the books I've read and
• 37:31
  Speaker 1: all the things I dream in bed when I am
• 37:34
  Speaker 1: not quite sleeping yet, the things that day makes me forget.
• 37:38
  Speaker 1: The white clouds looked like ships one day, and then
• 37:42
  Speaker 1: like lambkins straight away, And as I look, I understand
• 37:48
  Speaker 1: just where it is. That's fairyland. It's only lying down,
• 37:52
  Speaker 1: you know. The clouds make pictures for me. So when
• 37:56
  Speaker 1: I stand up to see them, why there's nothing but
• 38:00
  Speaker 1: clouds and sky ambition.
• 38:04
  Speaker 3: A lonely little desert isle that was not comforted by
• 38:09
  Speaker 3: all the oceans. Mile and Mile sighed wistfully and said,
• 38:15
  Speaker 3: it's hard sometimes to be content. I wish I were
• 38:21
  Speaker 3: a continent. Tree birthdays. Look look at me, today's my birthday.
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  Speaker 1: Tree.
• 38:29
  Speaker 3: See let me stand up so beside you. How you grow?
• 38:35
  Speaker 1: I'm tall?
• 38:36
  Speaker 3: But oh I'll never be as tall as you. I know, Tree,
• 38:41
  Speaker 3: when's your birthday?
• 38:42
  Speaker 1: Please?
• 38:43
  Speaker 3: Why don't you speak? I seem so small and you're
• 38:47
  Speaker 3: so tall. Perhaps you have a birthday every.
• 38:50
  Speaker 1: Week in autumn. I'm sorry, trees, your leaves have gone
• 38:55
  Speaker 1: and left you. But don't cry, don't shiver, So you're lucky.
• 39:00
  Speaker 1: Then I when summer's gone and falls here stern and cool.
• 39:04
  Speaker 1: I have to go to school. Don't tremble trees. You
• 39:08
  Speaker 1: shouldn't mind. I wish that I were you. You don't
• 39:13
  Speaker 1: have fractions, no nor maps to do, and no one
• 39:17
  Speaker 1: tries to make trees keep a rule. I have to
• 39:22
  Speaker 1: go to school. End of section seven, section eight of
• 39:32
  Speaker 1: A Little Freckled Person, a Book of child verse by
• 39:36
  Speaker 1: Mary Carolyn Davies. The Sleprivox recording is in the public domain.
• 39:41
  Speaker 1: Recording by Little Peanut and Sweet Home Star cast a
• 39:46
  Speaker 1: star look down upon the sea and to a lighthouse.
• 39:50
  Speaker 1: Trim said, he, I wonder what you are. The lighthouse
• 39:54
  Speaker 1: twinkled instantly. Why you're the aristocracy and I'm a working star.
• 40:03
  Speaker 3: A newsboy. It must be hard to stand and stand,
• 40:08
  Speaker 3: but think of pennies in your hand.
• 40:11
  Speaker 1: A playground all the day from dawn till dark. Nations
• 40:16
  Speaker 1: play within this park. East and west are in that swing,
• 40:21
  Speaker 1: feet that crowd, and hands that cling. Europe leans to
• 40:26
  Speaker 1: catch a ball in the shadow of that wall. Asia
• 40:30
  Speaker 1: sings and hugs the doll all the day, from dawn
• 40:34
  Speaker 1: till dark. Nations play within this park. Moons, mountain moons
• 40:40
  Speaker 1: are large and white. Mountain moons are round. I have
• 40:44
  Speaker 1: seen the moons at night growing from the ground, and
• 40:49
  Speaker 1: I like the seaside moons in the sea blue sky.
• 40:54
  Speaker 1: But in town the moons are all so very are
• 41:00
  Speaker 1: and Hi the discovery. It often rains in our town,
• 41:05
  Speaker 1: and you know, it always happens when we've planned to
• 41:09
  Speaker 1: go on walks or hikes or somewhere out to play.
• 41:13
  Speaker 1: It's curious how it seems arranged that way. We used
• 41:17
  Speaker 1: to use those rainy days to pout and stand there
• 41:20
  Speaker 1: at the window, looking out and wishing things about the weather. Oh,
• 41:25
  Speaker 1: I never knew a wish to change it, though, But
• 41:28
  Speaker 1: now the gladdest secret we don't need our dad to
• 41:32
  Speaker 1: tell us stories. We can read. We found that fairyland
• 41:37
  Speaker 1: is everywhere you open up a book and why you're there.
• 41:44
  Speaker 1: Gardening is heaps of fun. Gardening is heaps of fun.
• 41:49
  Speaker 1: We are partners with the sun, for we help him
• 41:52
  Speaker 1: make things grow with our spade and rake and hoe.
• 41:57
  Speaker 1: First we spade the ground, then rake ready for the
• 42:01
  Speaker 1: seeds we make it. Then in furrows, carefully plant them
• 42:05
  Speaker 1: as they ought to be. Soon above the ground we
• 42:09
  Speaker 1: spy tiny green things, push and pry little plants that
• 42:14
  Speaker 1: from their night wake and climb to find the light.
• 42:18
  Speaker 1: They are thirsty, so we give water first that they
• 42:22
  Speaker 1: may live. Then the weeds we vanquish, so each we
• 42:25
  Speaker 1: shoot may thrive and grow. Busy, rain drops, light and
• 42:30
  Speaker 1: air haste to come our work to share for to
• 42:34
  Speaker 1: them too. Everyone Gardening is heaps of fun. Fairy Town
• 42:41
  Speaker 1: a lullaby in Fairytown. In Fairytown, where fairy folks go
• 42:47
  Speaker 1: up and down, where fairy children we and gay frisk
• 42:52
  Speaker 1: and romp and fairy play. Every day's a holiday, and
• 42:57
  Speaker 1: every night is sweeter still, for when behind the fairy hill,
• 43:02
  Speaker 1: the tiny fairy sun goes down, its sleepy time in
• 43:07
  Speaker 1: fairy Town.
• 43:09
  Speaker 3: Sleepy time in fairy Town. Sleep, sleep, sleep, while the
• 43:14
  Speaker 3: stars of fairy Town safe watch keep all the fairy
• 43:19
  Speaker 3: babies so off to dreamland. Softly go sleep, sleep, sleep.
• 43:26
  Speaker 1: In fairy Town. In fairy Town, each baby in a
• 43:29
  Speaker 1: moonlight gown lies and dreams the live long night. Fairy
• 43:35
  Speaker 1: babies are so white, white and pink and wee, and
• 43:40
  Speaker 1: bright petals of a rosa curl, make a fairy baby girl,
• 43:46
  Speaker 1: Autumn leaves all deer and brown, make the boys of
• 43:50
  Speaker 1: fairy Town sleepy time in fairy Town Sleep, Sleep, sleep,
• 43:57
  Speaker 1: while the stars of fairy Town safe watch keeth like
• 44:02
  Speaker 1: the fairy babies go off to dreamline softly, so sleep sleep, sleep.
• 44:09
  Speaker 1: Straight hair. I wish my hair would curl. There isn't
• 44:13
  Speaker 1: any other little girl with hair as straight as mine.
• 44:18
  Speaker 1: I try to twine it round my fingers so but oh,
• 44:23
  Speaker 1: it just won't grow that way, no matter how I
• 44:25
  Speaker 1: twist and whirl and coax it. If tonight, I wish
• 44:30
  Speaker 1: upon a star that it would curl, Oh, then tomorrow,
• 44:35
  Speaker 1: do you think it might?
• 44:38
  Speaker 3: Bedtime? It's eight o'clock now, kitten, See good night. Sweet
• 44:43
  Speaker 3: dreams of Nice and
• 44:45
  Speaker 1: Me end of section eight and of a Little Freckled Person,
• 44:51
  Speaker 1: A Book of child verse by Mary Caroline Davies