From the ArcaMax Publishing, History & Quotes Newsletter:
http://www.arcamax.com/news/quotes/s-28179-677986
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story
tell,,
Or kiss the place to make it well,
My mother.
- My Mother (st. 6)
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star!,
How I wonder what you are,,
Up above the worlds so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
- Rhymes for the Nursery--The Star
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Thank you, pretty cow, that made,
Pleasant milk to soak my
bread.
- The Cow
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Sweet innocent, the mother cried,
And started from her nook.
That horrid fly is put to hide
The sharpness of the hook.
- The Little Fish that Would Not Do as It Was Bid