Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: WHAT I CAN'T TELL. I can tell what the mother bird sings To the queer little fledglings under her wings. I can tell what the pussy cat thinks As she sits by the fire and purrs and blinks. The brook's sad secret is none to me, And I know why the cricket's so full of glee. I hear what the moon and the stars are saying When my own little baby boy's kneeling and praying. I hear the stories the violets tell, And the daisy's whisper to little bluebell. But I can't tell you and you can't tell me How I love Mammy and Mammy loves thee. THE LINNET'S RESOLVE. Calipee, Calipash, There's my little dog Dash Making gooseberry pie of Aunt Margaret's sash; While the linnet, next door, Says " If two and two's four, I'll never drink tea without milk any more." A MISCHIEVOUS BOY. Bumblebee Bogo doesn't agree With the master who teaches him ABC. The master whips him, it hurts him sore, But Bumblebee Bogo learns never the more. Bumblebee Bogo has gone to play In the meadows, this summer-holiday; He's saddled and bridled his learned master, And sticks in his spurs to make him go faster. Bumblebee Bogo's master is fat, And the day is hot, so he doesn't like that; But Bumblebee Bogo, he chuckles with joy; Bumblebee Bogo's a mischievous boy. MORNING. Sun, from your curtains pop out your head This is no time to be lazy-bed. Besides, I want you to come and to shine On this dear little garden of Baby's and mine Smile on the rose till she blushes with joy, And kiss the pale lily that looks so coy; Dry up the tears of the grass so green, And warm the meek daisy that lurks between; And gladden and cheer this bleak world of ours Till it bursts into summer and beauty and flowers. THE GREEN MAN. Pussikin Peepeye has go...