Songs for a Little House By Christopher Morley BAYBERRY CANDLES Dear sweet, when dusk comes up the hill, The fire leaps high with golden prongs;I place along the chimneysill The tiny candles of my songs.And though unsteadily they burn, As evening shades from grey to blueLike candles they will surely learn To shine more clear, for love of you. SECRET LAUGHTER "I had a secret laughter." -Walter de la Mare. There is a secret laughterThat often comes to me, And though I go about my workAs humble as can be, There is no prince or ...
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Songs for a Little House By Christopher Morley BAYBERRY CANDLES Dear sweet, when dusk comes up the hill, The fire leaps high with golden prongs;I place along the chimneysill The tiny candles of my songs.And though unsteadily they burn, As evening shades from grey to blueLike candles they will surely learn To shine more clear, for love of you. SECRET LAUGHTER "I had a secret laughter." -Walter de la Mare. There is a secret laughterThat often comes to me, And though I go about my workAs humble as can be, There is no prince or prelate I envy-no, not one.No evil can befall me- By God, I have a son! A CHARM For Our New Fireplace, To Stop Its Smoking O wood, burn bright; O flame, be quick;O smoke, draw cleanly up the flue-My lady chose your every brickAnd sets her dearest hopes on you!Logs cannot burn, nor tea be sweet, Nor white bread turn to crispy toast, Until the charm be made completeBy love, to lay the sooty ghost.And then, dear books, dear waiting chairs, Dear china and mahogany, Draw close, for on the happy stairsMy brown-eyed girl comes down for tea! SIX WEEKS OLD He is so small, he does not knowThe summer sun, the winter snow;The spring that ebbs and comes again, All this is far beyond his ken.A little world he feels and sees: His mother's arms, his mother's knees;He hides his face against her breast, And does not care to learn the rest. THE YOUNG MOTHER Of what concern are wars to her, Or treaties broken on the seas?Or all the cruelties of men? She has her baby on her knees.In blessed singleness of heart, What heed has she for nations' wrath?She sings a little peaceful hymn As she prepares the baby's bath.As in a dream, she hears the talk Of mine, torpedo, bomb and gun-She shudders, but her thoughts are all Encradled with her little son. PETER PAN "The boy for whom Barrie wrote Peter Pan-theoriginal of Peter Pan-has died in battle." -New York Times. And Peter Pan is dead? not so!When mothers turn the lights down lowAnd tuck their little sons in bed, They know that Peter is not dead....That little rounded blanket-hill;Those prayer-time eyes, so deep and still-However wise and great a manHe grows, he still is Peter Pan.And mothers' ways are often queer: They pause in doorways, just to hearA tiny breathing; think a prayer;And then go tiptoe down the stair. THE 5:42 Lilac, violet, and roseArdently the city glows;Sunset glory, purely sweet, Gilds the dreaming byway-street, And, above the Avenue, Winter dusk is deepening blue.(Then, across Long Island meadows, Darker, darker, grow the shadows: Patience, little waiting lass!Laggard minutes slowly pass;Patience, laughs the yellow fire: Homeward bound is heart's desire!)Hark, adown the canyon streetFlows the merry tide of feet;High the golden buildings loomBlazing in the purple gloom;All the town is set with stars, Homeward chant the Broadway cars...! We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.
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