Identifier: goldenstaircasep00chis2 (find matches)
Title: The golden staircase: poems and verses for children
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Chisholm, Louey, comp Spooner, M. Dibdin
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Publisher: New York, G.P. Putnam's Sons London, T.C. and E.C. Jack
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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ft notes as yet musicians cunning Never gave the enraptured air)There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustlingOf merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,Little hands clapping, and little tongues chattering,And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running.All the little boys and girls,With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls,Tripping and skipping, ran merrily afterThe wonderful music with shouting and laughter. XIII The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood As if they were changed into blocks of wood, Unable to move a step, or cry To the children merrily skipping by, —Could only follow with the eye That joyous crowd at the Pipers back. But how the Mayor was on the rack, And the wretched Councils bosoms beat, As the Piper turned from the High Street ; ,; i 2 I . • TRIPPING AMDSKJPP1HG.RAH MERRJJLYAFTER THE WONDERFUJ_7V\U51C WITH SHOUTING AND LAUGHTER,
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THE GOLDEN STAIRCASE 223 To where the Weser rolled its waters Bight in the way of their sons and daughters! However he turned from. South to West, And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed. And after him. the children pressed; Great was the joy in every breast. He never can cross that mighty top 1 He B forced to let the piping drop, And we shall see our children stop! When, lo, as they reached the mountain-side, A wondrous portal opened wide, As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed; And the Piper advanced and the children followed5 And when all were in to the very last, The door in the mountain-side shut fast. Did I say all ? No! One was lame, And could not dance the whole of the way;And in after years, if you would blame His sadness, he was used to say,— Its dull in our town since my playmates left!I cant forget that I m bereftOf all the pleasant sights they see,Which the Piper also promised me.For he led us, he said, to a joyous land,Joining the town and just at hand,Where waters gu

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