McGuffey's Second Eclectic Reader by William Holmes McGuffey
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pa'tience in stead' dar'ling ought rest slum'ber my self ' re ply' miss lose BIRDIE'S MORNING SONG. 1. Wake up, little darling, the birdies are out, And here you are still in your nest! The laziest birdie is hopping about; You ought to be up with the rest. Wake up, little darling, wake up! [Illustration: Three birds perched in bush.] 2. Oh, see what you miss when you slumber so long-- The dewdrops, the beautiful sky! I can not sing half what you lose in my song; And yet, not a word in reply. Wake up, little darling, wake up! 3. I've sung myself quite out of patience with you, While mother bends o'er your dear head; Now birdie has done all that birdie can do: Her kisses will wake you instead! Wake up, little darling, wake up! George Cooper. |
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