Little All-Aloney’s feet Pitter-patter in the hall, And his mother runs to meet And to kiss her toddling sweet, Ere perchance he fall.

O fountain of Bandusia! Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I’ll p… The sacrifice I owe; A sportive kid with budding horns

In an ocean, 'way out yonder, (As all sapient people know) Is the land of Wonder-Wander, Whither children love to go; It’s their playing, romping, swing…

Come, Phyllis, I’ve a cask of win… That fairly reeks with precious ju… And in your tresses you shall twin… The loveliest flowers this vale pr… My cottage wears a gracious smile,…

The Greeks had genius,—'t was a g… The Muse vouchsafed in glorious m… The boon of Fame they made their… And prized above all worldly treas… But _we_,—how do we train _our_ yo…

Come, brothers, share the fellowsh… We celebrate to-night; There’s grace of song on every lip And every heart is light! But first, before our mentor chime…

Strange that the city thoroughfare… Noisy and bustling all the day, Should with the night renounce its… And lend itself to children’s play… Oh, girls are girls, and boys are…

Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There children play in daytime

What conversazzhyonies wuz I real… For that, you must remember, wuz a… The camp wuz new ‘nd noisy, ’nd on… So fashionable sossiety wuz hardly… There hadn’t been no grand events…

COBBLER Stork, I am justly wroth, For thou hast wronged me sore; The ash roof-tree that shelters th… Shall shelter thee no more!

When, to despoil my native France… With flaming torch and cruel sword And boisterous drums her foeman co… I curse him and his vandal horde! Yet, what avail accrues to her,

Republicans of differing views Are pro or con protection; If that’s the issue they would cho… Why, we have no objection. The issue we propose concerns

It’s when the birds go piping and… That, clamoring for his dinner, ou… Then it’s sleep no more for baby,… For, when he wants his dinner, why… And of that lacteal fluid he parta…

If ever in the sylvan shade A song immortal we have made, Come now, O lute, I pri’ thee com… Inspire a song of Latium. A Lesbian first thy glories prove…

What end the gods may have ordaine… And what for thee, Seek not to learn, Leuconoe; we m… Chaldean tables cannot bring us re… 'Tis for the best