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Speaker 1: Section one of lullaby Land Songs of Childhood. This is
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Speaker 1: Lullaby Land Songs of Childhood by Eugene Field. The Roca
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Speaker 1: Bye Lady, The Roca Bye Lady from Hushaby Street comes stealing,
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Speaker 1: comes creeping. The poppies they hang from her head to
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Speaker 1: her feet, and each hath a dream that is tiny
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Speaker 1: and fleet. She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet,
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Speaker 1: when she findeth you sleeping. There is one little dream
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Speaker 1: of a beautiful drum rub a dub it goeth. There
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Speaker 1: is one little dream of a big sugar plum and
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Speaker 1: lo thick and fast. The other dreams come of pop
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Speaker 1: guns that bang and tintok that hum in a trumpet
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Speaker 1: that bloweth, and dollies peep out of those wee little
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Speaker 1: dreams with laughter and singing, and boats go afloating on
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Speaker 1: silvery streams, and the stars peek a boo with their
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Speaker 1: own misty gleams, and up, up and up where the
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Speaker 1: mother moonbeams, the fairies go winging. Would you dream all
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Speaker 1: these dreams? That are tiny in fleet. They'll come to
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Speaker 1: you sleeping. So shut the two eyes that are weary,
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Speaker 1: my sweet for the rock. A bye lady from Hushaby Street,
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Speaker 1: with poppies that hang from her head to her feet,
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Speaker 1: comes stealing, comes creeping garden and cradle. When our babe
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Speaker 1: he goeth walking in his garden, around his tinkling feet,
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Speaker 1: the sunbeams play the posies. They are good to him,
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Speaker 1: and bow them as they should to him. As fareth
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Speaker 1: he upon his kingly way, And birdlings of the wood
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Speaker 1: to him, make music gentle music all the day. When
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Speaker 1: our baby he goeth walking in his garden. When our
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Speaker 1: baby he goeth swinging in his cradle. Then the night
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Speaker 1: it looketh ever sweetly down. The little stars are kind
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Speaker 1: to him. The moon she hath a mind to him,
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Speaker 1: and layeth on his head a golden crown, and singeth.
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Speaker 1: Then the wind to him a song, the gentle song
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Speaker 1: of Bethlehem Town. When our babe he goeth swinging in
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Speaker 1: his cradle. The night wind, have you ever heard the
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Speaker 1: wind go? Oo? Tis a pitiful sound to hear. It
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Speaker 1: seems to chill you through and through with a strange
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Speaker 1: and speechless fear. Tis the voice of the night that
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Speaker 1: broods outside when folks should be asleep, And many and
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Speaker 1: many's the time I've cried to the darkness brooding far
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Speaker 1: and wide over the land and the deep, whom do
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Speaker 1: you want, o lonely night that you wail the long
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Speaker 1: hours through? And the night would say, in its ghostly way,
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Speaker 1: you you you. My mother told me long ago, when
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Speaker 1: I was a little tad, that when the night went wailing,
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Speaker 1: so somebody had been bad. And then, when I was
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Speaker 1: snug in bed, whither I had been sent with the
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Speaker 1: blankets pulled up round my head. I think of what
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Speaker 1: my mother'd said, and wonder what boy she meant, And
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Speaker 1: who's been bad? To day? I'd ask of the wind
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Speaker 1: that hoarsely blue, and the voice would say, in its
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Speaker 1: meaningful way, you you, you, that this was true. I
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Speaker 1: must allow you'll not believe it, though, Yes, though I'm
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Speaker 1: quite a model now, I was not always so. And
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Speaker 1: if you don't what things I say, suppose you make
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Speaker 1: the test. Suppose when you've been bad some day and
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Speaker 1: up to bed are sent away from mother and the rest,
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Speaker 1: Suppose you ask who has been bad? And then you'll
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Speaker 1: hear what's true, For the wind will moan in its
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Speaker 1: ruthless tone. You you, you, the dinky bird in an
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Speaker 1: ocean way out yonder as all Sapien people know, is
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Speaker 1: the land of wonder, wander, whether chill love to go.
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Speaker 1: It's their playing, romping swinging that give great joy to
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Speaker 1: me while the dinky bird goes singing in the ampfhillula tree.
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Speaker 1: There the gum drops grow like cherries and taffies, thick
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Speaker 1: as peas caramels. You pick like berries when and where
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Speaker 1: and how you please. Big red sugar plums are clinging
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Speaker 1: to the cliffs beside that sea where the dinky bird
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Speaker 1: is singing in the amphialula tree. So when children shout
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Speaker 1: and scamper and make merry all the day, when there's
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Speaker 1: not to put a damper to the ardor of their play,
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Speaker 1: when I hear their laughter ringing, then I'm sure as
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Speaker 1: sure can be that the dinky bird is singing in
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Speaker 1: the Ampfhillula tree. For the dinky bird's bravuras and staccatos
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Speaker 1: are so sweet, his rouledes apodjitturas and robustos so complete,
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Speaker 1: that the youth of every nation, be they near or
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Speaker 1: far away, have a special delectation in that gladsome round delay.
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Speaker 1: Their eyes go bright and brighter, their lungs begin to crow,
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Speaker 1: their hearts get light and lighter, and their cheeks are
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Speaker 1: all aglow. For an echo cometh, bringing the news to
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Speaker 1: all and me that the dinky bird is singing in
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Speaker 1: the amfillula tree. I'm sure you like to go there
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Speaker 1: to see your feathered friend, and so many goodies grow
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Speaker 1: there you would like to comprehend, speed little dreams. You're
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Speaker 1: winging to that land across the sea where the dinky
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Speaker 1: bird is singing in the amfalula tree. So so rock
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Speaker 1: a bye, So so so rockabye, so off to the
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Speaker 1: garden and where dreamikins grow. And here is a kiss
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Speaker 1: on your winki blink guys. And here is a kiss
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Speaker 1: on your dimple down cheek. And here is a kiss
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Speaker 1: for the treasure that lies in the beautiful garden way
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Speaker 1: up in the skies, which you seek. Now mind these
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Speaker 1: three kisses wherever you go, So so rock a bye.
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Speaker 1: So there's one little fumfay who lives there, I know,
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Speaker 1: for he dances all night where the dreamikins grow. I
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Speaker 1: send him this kiss on your droopy drop eyes. I
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Speaker 1: send him this kiss on your rosy red cheek. And
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Speaker 1: here is a kiss for the dream that shall rise
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Speaker 1: when the fumfay shall dance in those far away skies
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Speaker 1: which you seek. Be sure that you pay those three
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Speaker 1: kisses you owe so so rock a bye so, and
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Speaker 1: by low as you rock a bye go. Don't forget mother,
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Speaker 1: who loveth you sow. And here is her kiss on
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Speaker 1: your weepy deep eyes. And here is her kiss on
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Speaker 1: your beachy, pink cheek. And here is her kiss for
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Speaker 1: the dreamland that lies like a babe on the breast
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Speaker 1: of those far away skies which you seek, the blinky
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Speaker 1: wink garden where dreaming cans grow so so rock a
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Speaker 1: by so the duel the Gingham dog and the Calico cat,
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Speaker 1: side by side on the table, sattwas half past twelve.
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Speaker 1: And what do you think nor one nor t'other had
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Speaker 1: slept a wink. The old Dutch clock in the Chinese
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Speaker 1: plate appeared to know as sure as fate there was
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Speaker 1: going to be a terrible spat. I wasn't there. I
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Speaker 1: simply state what was told me by the Chinese plate.
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Speaker 1: The Gingham dog went bow wow wow, and the Calico
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Speaker 1: cat replied me yow. The air was littered an hour
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Speaker 1: or so with bits of Gingham and calico, While the
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Speaker 1: old Dutch clock in the chimney place up with its
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Speaker 1: hands before its face, for it always dreaded a family row.
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Speaker 1: Now mind, I'm only telling you what the old Dutch
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Speaker 1: clock declares is true. The Chinese plate looked very blue
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Speaker 1: and wailed, oh dear, what shall we do? But the
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Speaker 1: Gingham dog and the calico cat wallowed this way in
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Speaker 1: tumbled that, employing every tooth and claw in the awfullest
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Speaker 1: way you ever saw. And oh how the Gingham and
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Speaker 1: calico flew. Don't fancy I exaggerate. I got my news
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Speaker 1: from the Chinese plate. The next morning, where the two
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Speaker 1: had sat, they found no trace of dog or cat.
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Speaker 1: And some folks think, unto this day, that burglars stole
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Speaker 1: that pair away. But the truth about the cat and
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Speaker 1: pup is this, they ate each other up. Now what
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Speaker 1: do you think of that? The old Dutch clock, it
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Speaker 1: told me so, And that is how I came to
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Speaker 1: know Good Children's Street. There's a dear little home in
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Speaker 1: Good Children's Street. My heart turneth fondly today, where tinkle
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Speaker 1: of tongues and patter of fee to make sweetest of
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Speaker 1: music at play, where the sunshine of love illuminates each
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Speaker 1: face and warms every heart in that old fashioned place,
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Speaker 1: for dear little children go romping about with dollies and
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Speaker 1: tin tops and drums. And my how they frolic and
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Speaker 1: scamper and shout till bedtime to speedily comes. Oh days
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Speaker 1: they are golden, and days they are fleet with little
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Speaker 1: folk living in Good children Street. See here comes an
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Speaker 1: army with guns painted red, and swords, caps and plumes
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Speaker 1: of all sorts. The captain rides gaily and proudly ahead
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Speaker 1: on a stick horse that prances and snorts. Oh, legions
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Speaker 1: of soldiers. You're certain to meet, nice make believe soldiers
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Speaker 1: in Good Children's Street. And yonder Odette wheels her dolly about.
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Speaker 1: Poor Dolly, I'm sure she is ill, for one of
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Speaker 1: her blue china eyes has dropped out, and her voice
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Speaker 1: is asthmatically shrill. Then two I observe she is minus
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Speaker 1: her feet, which causes much sorrow in Good children Street.
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Speaker 1: Tis so the dear children go romping about with dollies
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Speaker 1: and banners and drums, And I venture to say they
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Speaker 1: are sadly put out when an end to their jubilee comes.
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Speaker 1: Oh days they are golden and days they are fleet
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Speaker 1: with little folk living in good children street. The bottle tree,
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Speaker 1: a bottle tree bluemouth in winkie wayland. High ho for
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Speaker 1: a bottle, I say, a snug little berth in that ship.
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Speaker 1: I demand that rocketh the bottle tree babies away, where
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Speaker 1: the bottle tree bloometh by night and by day, and
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Speaker 1: reacheth its fruit to each wee dimpled hand. You take
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Speaker 1: of that fruit as much as you list for colix,
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Speaker 1: a nuisance that doesn't exist. So cuddle me close and
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Speaker 1: cuddle me fast, and cuddle me snug in my cradle away,
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Speaker 1: for I hunger and thirst for that precious repast. High
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Speaker 1: ho for a bottle. I say, the bottle tree bloometh
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Speaker 1: by night and by day. High ho for winkiewey land
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Speaker 1: and bottle tree fruit, as I've heard people say, makes
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Speaker 1: bellies of bottle tree babies expand. And that is a trick.
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Speaker 1: I would fain understand. High ho for a bottle to day,
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Speaker 1: and hi ho for a bottle tonight, a bottle of
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Speaker 1: milk that is creamy and white. So cuddle me close,
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Speaker 1: and cuddle me fast, and cuddle me snug in my
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Speaker 1: cradle away for I hunger and thirst for that precious
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Speaker 1: repast high ho for a bottle, I say and a
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Speaker 1: section one, section two of lullaby Land Songs of Childhood
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Speaker 1: by Eugene Field. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 1: Lady Button Eyes, when the busy day is done, and
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Speaker 1: my weary little one rocketh gently to and fro, when
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Speaker 1: the night winds softly blow, and the crickets in the
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Speaker 1: glen chirp and chirp and chirp again, when upon the
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Speaker 1: haunted green fairies dance around their queen. Then from yonder
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Speaker 1: misty skies cometh Lady button Eyes, through the murk and
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Speaker 1: mist and gloan to our quiet cozy home, where to
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Speaker 1: singing sweet and love rocks a cradle to and fro,
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Speaker 1: where the clock's dull, monotone telleth of the day that's done,
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Speaker 1: Where the moonbeams hover o'er plaything sleeping on the floor,
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Speaker 1: where my weary wee one lies cometh Lady Button Eyes
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Speaker 1: cometh like a fleeting ghost from some distant eerie coast.
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Speaker 1: Never footfall can you hear as that spirit fareth near,
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Speaker 1: Never whisper, Never word from that shadow queen is heard
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Speaker 1: in ethereal raiment dight from the realm of fay and
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Speaker 1: sprite in the depth of yonder Skies, cometh Lady Button Eyes, Laith.
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Speaker 1: She her hands upon my dear weary little one, and
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Speaker 1: those white hands overspread like a veil. The curly head
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Speaker 1: seems to fondle and caress every little silken tress. Then
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Speaker 1: she smooths the eyelids down over those two eyes of
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Speaker 1: brown in such soothing tender Wise, cometh, Lady Button Eye, dearest,
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Speaker 1: feel upon your brow that caressing magic. Now for the
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Speaker 1: crickets in the glen chirp and chirp, and chirp again,
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Speaker 1: while upon the haunted green fairies dance around their queen,
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Speaker 1: and the moonbeams hover o'er playthings sleeping on the floor. Hush,
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Speaker 1: my sweet from yonder Skies, cometh Lady button Nice. The
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Speaker 1: ride to Bumpville Plain at my knee was a Calico
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Speaker 1: Mare saddled and bridled for Bumpville. Leap to the back
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Speaker 1: of the steed. If you dare and gallop away to Bumpfill.
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Speaker 1: I hope you'll be sure to sit fast in your seat,
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Speaker 1: for this Calico mare is prodigiously fleet and many adventures
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Speaker 1: you're likely to meet as you journey along to Bumpville.
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Speaker 1: This calico mare both gallops and trots while whisking you
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Speaker 1: off to Bumpville. She paces, she shies, and she stumbles
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Speaker 1: in spots in the tortuous road to Bumpville. And sometimes
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Speaker 1: this strangely mercurial steed will suddenly stop and refuse to proceed,
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Speaker 1: which all will admit is vexatious. Indeed, when one is
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Speaker 1: en route to Bumpville, she's scared of the cars. When
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Speaker 1: the engine goes toot down by the crossing at Bumpville,
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Speaker 1: you'd better look out for that treacherous brute bearing you
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Speaker 1: off to Bumpville. With a snort, she rears up on
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Speaker 1: her hindermost heels and execute jigs and Virginia reels. Words
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Speaker 1: fail to explain how embarrassed one feels dancing so wildly
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Speaker 1: to Bumpville. It's a bumpity bump, and it's jiggety jog
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Speaker 1: journeying on to Bumpville. It's over the hilltop and down
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Speaker 1: through the bog you ride on your way to Bumpville.
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Speaker 1: It's rattlety bang over Boulder and Stump. There are rivers
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Speaker 1: to Ford and our fences to jump, and the corduroy
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Speaker 1: road it goes bumpity bump, mile after mile to Bumpville.
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Speaker 1: Perhaps you'll observe it's no easy thing making the journey
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Speaker 1: to Bumpville. So I think on the whole it were
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Speaker 1: prudent to bring an end to this ride to Bumpville.
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Speaker 1: For though she has uttered no protest or plaint, the
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Speaker 1: Calico mare must be blowing and faint. What's more, to
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Speaker 1: the point, I'm blowed if I ain't so play, we
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Speaker 1: have got to Bumpville. Shuffle shoon and amberlocks. Shuffle shoon
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Speaker 1: and amberlocks sit together building blocks. Shuffle shoon is old
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Speaker 1: and gray amberlocks a little child. But together at their
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Speaker 1: play age and youth are reconciled, and with sympathetic glee,
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Speaker 1: build their castles fair to see when I grow to
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Speaker 1: be a man, so the wee ones prattle ran, I
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Speaker 1: shall build a castle, so with a gateway, broad and grand.
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Speaker 1: Here a pretty vine shall grow. There a soldier guard
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Speaker 1: shall stand, and the tower shall be so high folks
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Speaker 1: will wonder by and by shaffell shon quoth, Yes, I know.
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Speaker 1: Thus I builded long ago. Here a gate, and there
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Speaker 1: a wall, Here a window there a door. Here, a steeple,
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Speaker 1: wondrous tall riseth ever more and more. But the years
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Speaker 1: have leveled low what I builded long ago. So they
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Speaker 1: gossip at their play, heedless of the fleeting day. One
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Speaker 1: speaks of long ago, where his dead hopes buried lie
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Speaker 1: one with chubby cheeks, aglow prattleth of the by and by,
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Speaker 1: Side by side they build their box, shuffle shoon and
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Speaker 1: amber locks the shut Eye train. Come my little one
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Speaker 1: with me. There are wondrous sights to see as the
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Speaker 1: evening chtows fall in your pretty cap and gown. Don't
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Speaker 1: detain the shut Eye train dingling. The belly goeth too doo.
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Speaker 1: The whistle bloweth, and we hear the warning call all
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Speaker 1: aboard for shut Eye Town, over hill and over plain.
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Speaker 1: Soon will speed the shut Eye train through the blue
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Speaker 1: where bloom the stars and the mother moon looks down.
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Speaker 1: Will away to land a fay, Oh the sights that
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Speaker 1: we shall see. There, Come my little one with me.
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Speaker 1: There tis a goodly train of cars all aboard for
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Speaker 1: shut I Town, swifter than a wild bird's flight through
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Speaker 1: the realms of fleecy light. We shall speed and speed away.
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Speaker 1: Let the night and envy frown what care we, how
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Speaker 1: wroth she be to the below land above us, to
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Speaker 1: the below folk who love us. Let us hasten while
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Speaker 1: we may all aboard for shut Ey Town. Shut I
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Speaker 1: Town is passing. Fair golden dreams await us there. We
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Speaker 1: shall dream those dreams, my dear, till the mother moon
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Speaker 1: goes down, see unfold delights untold and in those mysterious
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Speaker 1: places we shall see beloved faces and beloved voices. Here
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Speaker 1: in the grace of shut Iy Town. Heavy are your eyes,
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Speaker 1: my sweet weary are your little feet nest they're up
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Speaker 1: to me in your pretty cap and gown. Don't detain
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Speaker 1: the shut Eye train dingling the bell it goeth too,
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Speaker 1: to the whistle bloweth, Oh, the sights that we shall
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Speaker 1: see all aboard for shut Eye Town. Little, oh dear,
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Speaker 1: See what a wonderful garden is here, planted and trimmed
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Speaker 1: for my little, Oh, dear posy, so gaudy, and grass
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Speaker 1: of such brown. Search ye the country, and honey the town.
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Speaker 1: And never you'll meet with a garden so queer as
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Speaker 1: this one I've made for my little, oh dear. Miracles,
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Speaker 1: white and buttercups, blue lilies, all dabbled with honey and dew,
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Speaker 1: the cactus that trails over trellis and wall roses and
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Speaker 1: pansies and violets, all make proper obeisance and reverent cheer
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Speaker 1: when into her garden stone, little, oh dear, And up
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Speaker 1: at the top of that lavender tree, a silverbird singeth,
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Speaker 1: as only can she forever, and only she singeth the
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Speaker 1: song I love you, I love you, the happy day long.
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Speaker 1: Then the echo, the echo that smiteth me here I
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Speaker 1: love you, I love you, my little, oh dear. The
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Speaker 1: garden may wither, the silver bird fly, But what careth
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Speaker 1: my little precious or eye from her pathway of flowers
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Speaker 1: that in springtime? Upstart she walketh the tenderer way in
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Speaker 1: my heart, And oh, it is always the summertime here
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Speaker 1: with that song of I love you, my little, oh dear.
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Speaker 1: The flyaway horse, Oh, a wonderful horse, is the flyaway horse.
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Speaker 1: Perhaps you have seen him before, Perhaps while you slept
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Speaker 1: his shadow has swept through the moonlight that floats on
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Speaker 1: the floor. For it's only at night when the stars
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Speaker 1: twinkle bright, that the fly away hoarse, with a neigh
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Speaker 1: and a pull at his rein and a toss of
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Speaker 1: his mane, is up on his heels and away. The
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Speaker 1: moon in the sky as he gallopeth by, cries, oh,
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Speaker 1: what a marvelous sight, And the stars in dismay hide
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Speaker 1: their faces away in the lap of old grandmother night.
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Speaker 1: It is yonder, out yonder. The flyaway horse speedeth ever
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Speaker 1: and ever away, over meadows and lanes, over mountain and plains,
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Speaker 1: over streamlets that sing at their play, and over the sea.
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Speaker 1: Like a ghost sweepeth he while the ships they go
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Speaker 1: sailing below, And he speedeth so fast that the men
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Speaker 1: at the mast adjudge him some portent of what ho
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Speaker 1: there they cry, as he flourishes by with the whisk
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Speaker 1: of his beautiful tail. And the fish in the sea
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Speaker 1: are as scared as can be, from the nautilus up
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Speaker 1: to the whale. And the flyaway Horse seeks those far
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Speaker 1: away lands you little folk dream of at night, where
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Speaker 1: candy trees grow, and honey brooks flow, and corn fields
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Speaker 1: with popcorner white, and the beasts in the wood are
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Speaker 1: ever so good to children who visit them. There what
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Speaker 1: glory astride of a lion to ride, or to wrestle
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Speaker 1: round with a bear. The monkeys, they say, come on,
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Speaker 1: let us play, And they frisk in the coconut trees,
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Speaker 1: while the parrots that cling to the peanut vine sing
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Speaker 1: or converse with comparative ease off, scamper to bed. You
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Speaker 1: shall ride him tonight, for as soon as you fallen
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Speaker 1: asleep with a jubilant neigh, he shall bear you away
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Speaker 1: over forest and hillside and deep. But tell us, my dear,
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Speaker 1: all you see and you hear in those beautiful lands
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Speaker 1: over there, where the flyaway horse wings his faraway course
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Speaker 1: with the wee one consigned to his care. Then Grandma
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Speaker 1: will cry in amazement, oh my, and she'll think it
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Speaker 1: could never be so, And only we two shall know
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Speaker 1: it is true. You and I, little precious shall know fiddledy.
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Speaker 1: There once was a bird that lived up in a tree,
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Speaker 1: and all he could whistle was fiddledee, a very provoking,
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Speaker 1: unmusical song for one to be whistling the summer day long.
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Speaker 1: Yet always contented and busy was he with that vocal
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Speaker 1: recurrence of fiddledy. Card By lived a brave little soldier
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Speaker 1: of four. That weird iteration repented him sore, I prithee,
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Speaker 1: dear mother, mine, fetch me my gun, for by our
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Speaker 1: saint ditty, the deed must be done, that shall presently
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Speaker 1: rid all creation and me of that ominous bird and
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Speaker 1: his fiddle deedy. They now came dear mother Mine, bringing
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Speaker 1: her son his awfully truculent little red gun. The stalk
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Speaker 1: was of pine, and the barrel of tin. The bang
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Speaker 1: it came out where the bullet went in the right
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Speaker 1: kind of weapon. I think you'll agree for slaying all
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Speaker 1: foul that go fiddle leady. The brave little soldier quoth
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Speaker 1: never a word, but he up and he drew a
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Speaker 1: straight beat on that bird. And while that fain creature
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Speaker 1: provokingly sang the gun, it went off with a terrible bang.
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Speaker 1: Then laugh laughed the youth by my bottle cried, he
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Speaker 1: I've put a kwaitas on fiddle d d Then out
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Speaker 1: came dear mother Mine, saying, my son, right, well have
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Speaker 1: you wrought with your little red gun hereafter no evil
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Speaker 1: at all need I fear with such a brave soldier
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Speaker 1: as you, my love. Here she kissed the dear boy.
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Speaker 1: The bird in the tree continued to whistle his fiddle
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Speaker 1: d d and A section two, Section three of lullaby
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Speaker 1: Land Songs of Childhood by Eugene Field. This LibriVox recording
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Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The sugar plum tree. Have
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Speaker 1: you ever heard of the sugar plum tree? 'tis a
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Speaker 1: marvel of great renown. It blooms on the shore of
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Speaker 1: the Lollipopsy in the garden of Shutty Town. The fruit
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Speaker 1: that it bears is so wondrously sweet, as those who
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Speaker 1: have tasted it say that good little children have only
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Speaker 1: to eat of that fruit to be happy. Next day,
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Speaker 1: when you've got to the tree, you would have a
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Speaker 1: hard time to capture the fruit which I sing. The
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Speaker 1: tree is so tall that no person could climb to
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Speaker 1: the boughs where the sugar plums swing. But up in
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Speaker 1: that tree sits a chocolate cat, and a gingerbread dog
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Speaker 1: prowls below. And this is the way you contrive to
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Speaker 1: get at those sugar plums tempting you, so you say,
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Speaker 1: but the word to the gingerbread dog, and he barks
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Speaker 1: with such terrible zest that the chocolate cat is at
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Speaker 1: once all a dog, as her swelling proportions a test.
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Speaker 1: And the chocolate cat goes cavorting a from this leafy
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Speaker 1: limb unto that, and the sugar plums tumble, of course
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Speaker 1: to the ground. Hurrah for that chocolate cat. There are marshmallows,
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Speaker 1: gum drops, and peppermint canes with stripings of scarlet or gold.
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Speaker 1: And you carry away of the treasure that reigns as
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Speaker 1: much as your apron can hold. So come, little child,
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Speaker 1: cuddle closer to me in your dainty white nightcap, and
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Speaker 1: gown in a rocky a way to that sugar plum
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Speaker 1: tree in the garden of Shudy Town. Crinkin, Crinkin was
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Speaker 1: a little child. It was summer when he smiled off
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Speaker 1: the hoary sea, and grim stretched its white arms out
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Speaker 1: to him, calling, sunchild, come to me, let me warm
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Speaker 1: my heart with fee. But the child heard not the
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Speaker 1: sea Crinkin' on the beach one day saw Maiden niss
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Speaker 1: at play fair and very fair? Was she jest A
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Speaker 1: little child, was he? Crinkin said the Maidenness, Let me
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Speaker 1: have a little kiss, just a kiss, an go with
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Speaker 1: me to the summer lands that be down within the
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Speaker 1: silver sea. Crinkin was a little child by the Maidenness.
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Speaker 1: Beguiled down into the calling sea. With the Maidenness went he.
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Speaker 1: But the sea calls out no more. It is winter
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Speaker 1: on the shore, winter where that little child made sweet
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Speaker 1: summer when he smiled though tis summer on the sea,
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Speaker 1: where with Maidenness went he summer summer evermore, It is
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Speaker 1: winter on the shore, winter, winter evermore. Of the summer
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Speaker 1: on the deep, come sweet visions in my sleep. His
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Speaker 1: fair face lifts from the sea. His dear voice calls
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Speaker 1: out to me, these my dreams of summer. Bee Crinkin
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Speaker 1: was a little child by the maiden Nis beguiled oft
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Speaker 1: the hoary sea, and grim reached its longing arms to him, crying,
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Speaker 1: Sun child, come to me, Let me warm my heart
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Speaker 1: with thee. But the sea calls out no more. It
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Speaker 1: is winter on the shore, winter, cold and dark and wild.
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Speaker 1: Crinkin was a little child. It was summer when he
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Speaker 1: smiled down he went into the sea, and the winter
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Speaker 1: bides with me. Just a little child, was he. Pity
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Speaker 1: Pat and tippy Toe. All day long they come and go,
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Speaker 1: Pitty Pat and tippytoe. Footprints up and down the hall,
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Speaker 1: playthings scattered on the floor, finger marks along the wall,
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Speaker 1: tell tales, mudges on the door. By these presents, you
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Speaker 1: shall know, Pitty Pat and tip Toe, how they riot
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Speaker 1: at their play, And a dozen times a day in
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Speaker 1: the troop demanding bread. Only buttered bread will do and
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Speaker 1: the butter must be spread in just thick, with sugar too.
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Speaker 1: And I never can say no pity Pat, and to
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Speaker 1: be tooe. Sometimes there are griefs to soothe, sometimes ruffled
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Speaker 1: brows to smooth, for I much regret to say to
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Speaker 1: Bete and pity Pat sometimes interrupt their play with an
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Speaker 1: internessing spat fie for shame to quarrel so pity Pat
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Speaker 1: and tippy Toe, Oh the thousand worrying things. Every day
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Speaker 1: recurrent brings hands to scrub and hair to brush, search
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Speaker 1: for playthings gone amiss many a week, complaint to hush,
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Speaker 1: many a little bump to kiss. Life seems one vain
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Speaker 1: fleeting show to pity Pat and tip toe. And when
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Speaker 1: day is at an end, there are little duds to me,
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Speaker 1: and little frocks are strangely torn, little shoes, great holes
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Speaker 1: reveal little hose, but one day worn rudely, yawn at
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Speaker 1: toe and heel. Who but you could work such woe
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Speaker 1: pity Pad and tippy toe on the floor and down
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Speaker 1: the hall, ruly smutched upon the wall, there are proofs
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Speaker 1: and every kind of the havoc they have wrought. And
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Speaker 1: upon my heart you'd find just such trademarks if you sought. Oh,
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Speaker 1: how glad I am to sew pity, pat and tippy toe.
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Speaker 1: Little blue pigeon, Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,
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Speaker 1: Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes, sleep to the singing
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Speaker 1: of motherbirds. Swinging swinging the nest with her little one
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Speaker 1: lies away out yonder I see a star, silvery star
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Speaker 1: with a tinkling song. To the soft dew falling. I
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Speaker 1: hear it calling, calling, and tinkling the night along into
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Speaker 1: the into a moonbeam comes little gold moonbeam with misty wings,
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Speaker 1: all silently creeping. It asks is he sleeping? Sleeping and dreaming?
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Speaker 1: While mother sings up from the sea. There floats the
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Speaker 1: sob of the waves that are breaking upon the shore,
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Speaker 1: as though they were groaning in anguish and moaning, bemoaning
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Speaker 1: the ship that shall come no more. But sleep, little pigeon,
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Speaker 1: unfold your wings, little blue pigeon, with mournful eyes. Am
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Speaker 1: I not singing? See I am swinging, swinging the nest
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Speaker 1: where my darling lies. Teeny weeny Every evening after tea
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Speaker 1: teeny weeny comes to me and astride my willing knee,
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Speaker 1: plies his lash and rides away. Though that palfrey all
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Speaker 1: too spare finds his burden hard to bear. Teeny Weenie
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Speaker 1: doesn't care. He commands and I obey. First it's trot
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Speaker 1: and gallop. Then now it's back to trot again. Teeny
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Speaker 1: likes it when he is riding fierce and fast. Then
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Speaker 1: his dark eyes brighter glow, and his cheeks are all aglow.
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Speaker 1: More he cries, and never woe till the horse breaks
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Speaker 1: down at last. Oh, the strange and lovely sights Teeny
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Speaker 1: Weeny sees of knights as he makes those famous flights
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Speaker 1: on that wondrous horse of his, oftentimes before he knows,
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Speaker 1: weary like his eyelid's clothes, and still smiling, off he
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Speaker 1: goes where the land of Biloh is. There he sees
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Speaker 1: the folc afe hard at ring a rosy play, and
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Speaker 1: he hears those fairies say, come, let's chase him to
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Speaker 1: and fro. But with a defiant shout, Teeny puts that
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Speaker 1: host to route of this tale. I make no doubt
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Speaker 1: every night he tells it. So so I feel a
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Speaker 1: tender pride in my boy who dares to ride that
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Speaker 1: fierce horse of his astride off into those misty lands,
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Speaker 1: and as on my breasty lies dreaming in that wondrous wise.
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Speaker 1: I caress his folded eyes, pat his little dimpled hands.
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Speaker 1: On a time he went away just a little while
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Speaker 1: to stay, And I'm not ashamed to say I was
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Speaker 1: very lonely. Then life without him was so sad you
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Speaker 1: can fancy. I was glad and made merry when I
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Speaker 1: had teeny Weeny back again. So of evenings after tea,
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Speaker 1: when he toddles up to me and goes tugging at
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Speaker 1: my knee. You should hear his palfrey knee. You should
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Speaker 1: see him prance and shy when, with an exulting cry,
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Speaker 1: teeny Weeny, vaulting high, plies his lash and rides away.
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Speaker 1: Buttercup Poppy forget me not. Buttercup Poppy, forget me not.
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Speaker 1: These three bloomed in a garden spot, and once on
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Speaker 1: will marry with song and play. A little one heard
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Speaker 1: three voices say, shine in shadow, summer and spring, O
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Speaker 1: thou child with the tangled hair and laughing eyes, We
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Speaker 1: three shall bring each an offering, passing fair. The little
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Speaker 1: one did not understand, but they bent and kissed the
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Speaker 1: dimpled hand. Buttercup gamboled all the day, sharing the little
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Speaker 1: one's mirth and song. Then stealing along on misty gleams.
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Speaker 1: Poppy came bearing the sweetest dreams, playing and dreaming, And
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Speaker 1: that was all till once a sleeper would not awake,
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Speaker 1: Kissing the little face under the pall, we thought of
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Speaker 1: the words the third Flower spake, and we found betimes
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Speaker 1: in a hallowed spot, the solace and peace of forget
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Speaker 1: me not, Buttercup shareth the joy of day glinting with gold.
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Speaker 1: The hours of play bringeth the poppy sweet repose. When
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Speaker 1: the hands would fold and the eyes would close. And
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Speaker 1: after it all, the play and the sleep of a
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Speaker 1: little life, what cometh then to the hearts that ache
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Speaker 1: and the eyes that weep? A new flower bringeth God's
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Speaker 1: peace again. Each one serveth its tender lot. Buttercup Poppy
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Speaker 1: forget me not, winkin, blinkin' and nod, winkin, blinkin' and nod.
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Speaker 1: One night sailed off in a wooden shoe, sailed on
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Speaker 1: a river of crystal light into a sea of dew.
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Speaker 1: Oh are you going in? What do you wish? The
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Speaker 1: old moon asked the three. We have come to fish
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Speaker 1: for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea.
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Speaker 1: Nets of silver and gold have we said, winkin, blinken',
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Speaker 1: and nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song
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Speaker 1: as they rocked in the wooden shoe, and the wind
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Speaker 1: that sped them all night long ruffled the waves of dew.
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Speaker 1: The little stars were the herring fish that lived in
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Speaker 1: that beautiful sea. Now cast your nets wherever you wish.
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Speaker 1: Never afeared, are we so cried the stars to the fishermen.
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Speaker 1: Three winkin', blinkin', and nod. All night long, their nets
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Speaker 1: they threw to the stars in the twinkling foam. Then
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Speaker 1: down from the skies came the wooden shoe, bringing the
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Speaker 1: fishermen home. Twas all so pretty a sail. It seemed
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Speaker 1: as if it could not be, And some folks thought
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Speaker 1: twas a dream. They dreamed of sailing that beautiful sea.
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Speaker 1: But I shall name you the fisherman. Three winkin', blinkin'
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Speaker 1: and nod. Winkin' and blinkin' are too little eyes, and
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Speaker 1: nod is a little head. And the wooden shoe that
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Speaker 1: sailed the skies is a wee one's trundle bed. So
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Speaker 1: shut your eyes while mother sings of wonderful sights that
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Speaker 1: be and you shall see the beautiful things as you
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Speaker 1: rock in the misty sea, where the old shoe roc
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Speaker 1: the fisherman three winkin, blinkin and nod. Little Mistress Saint Mercy,
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Speaker 1: Little Mistress Saint Mercy fareth worldwide, fancy free trotteth cooing
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Speaker 1: to and fro and her cooing is command never ruled. There.
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Speaker 1: Yet I trow mightier despot in the land, and my
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Speaker 1: heart it lieth where Mistress Saint Mercy doth fare Little
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Speaker 1: Mistress Saint Mercy she hath made a slave of me.
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Speaker 1: Go she biddeth, and I go come, And I am
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Speaker 1: fain to come. Never Mercy doth she show be she
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Speaker 1: wroth or frolicsome. Yet am I content to be slave
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Speaker 1: to Mistress Saint Mercy. Little mistres Saint Mercy hath become
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Speaker 1: so dear to me that I count as passing sweet
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Speaker 1: all the pain her moods impart, and I bless the
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Speaker 1: little feet that go trampling on my heart. Ah, how
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Speaker 1: lonely life would be but for a little some Mercy,
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Speaker 1: little mistress, some Mercy cut out close this night to
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Speaker 1: me and the heart which all day long ruthless thou
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Speaker 1: hast trod upon shall outpour a soothing song for its
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Speaker 1: best beloved one, all this tenderness for thee little mistress,
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Speaker 1: Saint Mercy. And of section three, Section four of lullaby
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Speaker 1: Land Songs of Childhood by Eugene Field. This LibriVox recording
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Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Hi, spy strange that the
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Speaker 1: city thoroughfare, noisy and bustling all the day, should, with
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Speaker 1: the night renounce its care and lend itself to children's play. Oh,
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Speaker 1: girls or girls and boys are boys, and have been
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Speaker 1: so since Abel's birth, and shall be so till dolls
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Speaker 1: and toys are with the children swept from earth. The
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Speaker 1: self same sport that crowns the day of many Assyrian
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Speaker 1: Shepherd's son beguiles the little lads at play by night
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Speaker 1: in stately Babylon. I hear their voices in the street.
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Speaker 1: Yet tis so different now from then? Come brother, from
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Speaker 1: your winding sheet, and let us too be boys again.
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Speaker 1: Little boy Blue, the little toy dog is covered with dust,
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Speaker 1: but sturdy and staunchy stands, And the little toy soldier
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Speaker 1: is red with rust, and the musket molds in his hands.
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Speaker 1: Time was when the little toy dog was new, and
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Speaker 1: the soldier was passing fair, and that was the time
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Speaker 1: when our little boy Blue kissed them and put them there. Now,
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Speaker 1: don't don't you go till I come, he said, And
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Speaker 1: don't you make any noise. So, toddling off to his
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Speaker 1: trundle bed, he dreamt of the pretty toys. And as
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Speaker 1: he was dreaming, an angel's song awakened our little boy Blue.
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Speaker 1: Oh the years are many, the years are long, But
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Speaker 1: the little toy friends are true, aye, faithful to little
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Speaker 1: boy Blue. They stand each in the same old place,
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Speaker 1: awaiting the touch of a little hand, the smile of
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Speaker 1: a little face. And they wonder, as waiting the long
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Speaker 1: years through in the dust of that little chair, what
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Speaker 1: has become of our little boy Blue since he kissed
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Speaker 1: them and put them there. High ho, my dearie, A
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Speaker 1: moonbeam floateth from the skies, whispering, Hi, Ho, my dearie.
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Speaker 1: I would spin a web before your eyes, a beautiful
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Speaker 1: web of silver light, wherein is many a wonder There
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Speaker 1: is sight of a radiant garden leagues away, where the
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Speaker 1: softly tinkling lilies sway, and the snow white lampkins are
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Speaker 1: at play. Hi Ho, my dearie, A brownie stealeth from
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Speaker 1: the vine, singing high ho, my dearie, And will you
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Speaker 1: hear this song of mine, A song of the land
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Speaker 1: of murk and mist, where biddeth the bud the dew
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Speaker 1: hath kissed. Then let the moonbeam's web of light be
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Speaker 1: spun before thee, silvery white, and I shall sing the
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Speaker 1: livelong night, high home, my dearie, the night when speedeth
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Speaker 1: from the sea, murmuring high Home, my dearie. I bring
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Speaker 1: a mariner's prayer for thee. So let the moonbeam veil
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Speaker 1: thine eyes, and the brownies sing thee lullabies. But I
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Speaker 1: shall rock thee to and fro, kissing the brow he
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Speaker 1: loveth so, and the prayer shall guard thy bed. I
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Speaker 1: trow hi ho, my dearie, fairy and child, Oh listen,
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Speaker 1: little dear my soul, to the fairy voices calling for
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Speaker 1: the moon is high in the misty sky, and the
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Speaker 1: honey dew is falling to the midnight feast in the
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Speaker 1: clover bloom. The bluebells are a ringing, and it's come
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Speaker 1: away to the land of fay that the katy did
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Speaker 1: is singing, Oh slumber, little dear my soul, and hand
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Speaker 1: in hand will wander hand in hand to the beautiful
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Speaker 1: land of below, Away off yonder, Or will sail along
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Speaker 1: in a lily leaf into the white moon's halo, over
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Speaker 1: the stream of mist, and dream into the land of below.
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Speaker 1: Or you shall have two beautiful wings to gossamer wings
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Speaker 1: and airy, And all the while shall the old moon
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Speaker 1: smile and think you a little fairy. And you shall
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Speaker 1: ants in the velvet sky, and the silvery stars shall
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Speaker 1: twinkle and dream sweet dreams as over their beams your
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Speaker 1: footfalls softly tinkle, child, and mother, o, mother, my love.
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Speaker 1: If you'll give me your hand and go where I
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Speaker 1: ask you to wander, I will lead you away to
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Speaker 1: a beautiful land, the dreamland that's waiting out yonder. Will
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Speaker 1: walk in a sweet, posy garden out there where moonlight
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Speaker 1: and starlight are streaming, and the flowers and the birds
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Speaker 1: are filling the air with the fragrance of music of dreaming.
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Speaker 1: There'll be no little tired out boy to undress, no
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Speaker 1: questions or cares to perplex you. There'll be no little
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Speaker 1: bruises or bumps to caress, nor patching of stockings to
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Speaker 1: vex you. For I'll rock you away on a silver
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Speaker 1: deuced stream and sing you asleep when you're weary, and
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Speaker 1: no one shall know of our beautiful dream but you
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Speaker 1: and your own, little dearie. And when I am tired,
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Speaker 1: I'll nestle my head in the bosom that soothed me
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Speaker 1: so often, and the wide awake stars shall sing in
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Speaker 1: my stead a song which our dreaming shall soften. So mother,
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Speaker 1: my love, let me take your dear hand, and away
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Speaker 1: through the starlight, will wander away through the mist to
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Speaker 1: the beautiful land, the dreamland that's waiting out yonder Ganderfeather's gift.
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Speaker 1: I was just a little thing when a fairy came
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Speaker 1: and kissed me, floating in upon the light of a
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Speaker 1: haunted summer night. Lo the fairies came to sing pretty
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Speaker 1: slumber songs and bring certain boons that else had missed
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Speaker 1: me from a dream. I turned to see what those
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Speaker 1: strangers brought for me, when that fairy up and kissed me.
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Speaker 1: Here upon this cheek he kissed me, Simmerdoo was there,
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Speaker 1: but she did not like me altogether. Daisy bright and
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Speaker 1: turtle dove, pilfer kurds and honey love, thistle blow and
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Speaker 1: amberglee on that gleaming ghostly sea floated from the misty heather,
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Speaker 1: and around my trundle bed frisked and looked, and whispering
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Speaker 1: said solemn like, and altogether you shall kiss him, ganderfeather,
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Speaker 1: ganderfeather kiss me. Then, ganderfeather, quaint and merry, no attenuate
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Speaker 1: sprite was he, but as buxom as could be, kissed
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Speaker 1: me twice and once again, And the others shouted when
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Speaker 1: on my cheek a rose, a berry somewhat like a
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Speaker 1: mole may have, but they kiss mark of that chap ganderfeather,
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Speaker 1: passing mary humorsome but kindly very, I was just a
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Speaker 1: tiny thing when that prankish gander feather brought this curious
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Speaker 1: gift to me with his fairy kisses. Three Yet with
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Speaker 1: honest pride, I sing that same gift he chose to
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Speaker 1: bring out of yonder haunted heather, other charms and friendships fly,
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Speaker 1: constant friends, this mole and I, who have been so
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Speaker 1: long together. Thank you, little gander feather. Telling the bees
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Speaker 1: out of the house where the slumberer lay. Grandfather came
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Speaker 1: one summer day, and under the pleasant orchard trees he
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Speaker 1: spake this wise to the murmuring bees. The clover bloom
50:52
Speaker 1: that kissed her feet in the posy bed where she
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Speaker 1: used to play. Have honey's store, But none, So as
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Speaker 1: e're our little one went away. O, bees sing soft,
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Speaker 1: and bees sing low, for she is gone? Who loved you?
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Speaker 1: So a wonder fell on the listing bees under those
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Speaker 1: pleasant orchard trees, and in their toil that summer day. Ever,
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Speaker 1: their murmuring seemed to say, child, oh child, the grass
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Speaker 1: is cool, and the posies are waking to hear the
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Speaker 1: song of the bird that swings by the shaded pool,
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Speaker 1: waiting for one that tarrieth long. Twas so they called
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Speaker 1: to the little one, then as if to call her
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Speaker 1: back again. Oh, gentle bees, I have come to say
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Speaker 1: that grandfather fell asleep to day, and we know by
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Speaker 1: the smile on grandfather's face he has found his dear
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Speaker 1: one's biding place. So bee sing soft and bees sing low.
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Speaker 1: As over the honey fields you sweep, to the trees
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Speaker 1: a bloom, and the flowers a blow, sing of grandfather
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Speaker 1: fast asleep, And ever beneath these orchard trees find cheer
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Speaker 1: and shelter, gentle bees contentment. Once on a time an
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Speaker 1: old red hen went strutting round with pompous clucks for
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Speaker 1: she had little baby's ten, a part of which were
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Speaker 1: tiny ducks. Tis very rare, that hens, said, she have
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Speaker 1: baby ducks as well as chicks. But I possess, as
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Speaker 1: you can see, of chickens four and ducklings six. A
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Speaker 1: season later, this old hen appeared, still cackling of her luck.
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Speaker 1: For though she boasted babies ten, not one among them
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Speaker 1: was a duck. Tis well, she murmured, brooding, o'er the
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Speaker 1: little chicks of fleecy down. My babies now will stay
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Speaker 1: ashore and consequently cannot drown. The following spring, the old
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Speaker 1: red hen clucked just as proudly as of yore. But lo,
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Speaker 1: her babies were ducklings ten instead of chickens as before.
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Speaker 1: Tis better, said the old red hen, as she surveyed
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Speaker 1: her waddling brood. A little water now and then will
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Speaker 1: surely do my darling's good. But oh alas a very
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Speaker 1: sad when gentle spring rolled round again, the eggs eventuated
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Speaker 1: bad and childless was the old red hen. Yet patiently
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Speaker 1: she bore her woe, and still she wore a cheerful air,
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Speaker 1: and said, tis best these things are so, for babies
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Speaker 1: are a dreadful care I half suspect that many men,
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Speaker 1: and many many women too, could learn a lesson from
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Speaker 1: the hen with foliage of Vermilion Hue. She ne'er presumed
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Speaker 1: to take offense at any fate that might befall, but
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Speaker 1: meekly bowed to providence. She was contented that was all
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Speaker 1: and A Section four and of Lullubyland Songs of Childhood
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Speaker 1: by Eugene Field