In the May-time flowers grow; Little girls in meadows go; Little lambs frisk with delight, And in the green grass sleep at night. Little birds sing all the day, Oh, in such a happy way!...
In my little Green House, quite content am I, When the hot sun pours down from the sky; For oh, I love the country the beautiful country. Who'd live in a London street when there's the country? ...
When you and I Grow up Polly I mean that you and me, Shall go sailing in a big ship Right over all the sea. We'll wait till we are older, For if we went to-day,...