Identifier: rhymesjingles00do (find matches)
Title: Rhymes and jingles
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
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Publisher: New York, Scribner
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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same As this thats going now, I guess. Thats nothing. But what bothers meIs how the change is going to be.I cant see how one year can goAnd one can come at midnight, soAll in a minute — thats the bother ! Ive heard them say the rolling year:Youd think theyd roll on one another. Unless they knew just how to steer. The speck of time twixt day and dayWas close at hand. Herbert and BessHad won their parents smiling yes To watch the old year go away. Nurse on the lounge found easy rest,Till Bess should come to be undrest;All but the children were asleep,And years might roll, or years might creep,For all they cared ; while Bess and Bert, Who never stirred and scarcely spoke.Watched the great clock, awake, alert, All breathless for the coming stroke. Soon Bessie whispered, Moll dont care.Moll was her doll. And Herbert said, The clock s so far up overhead It makes me wink to watch it there, The great tall thing ! Lets look inside ! And so its door they opened wide : 252 RHYMES AND JINGLES.
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HOIV THE NEIV YEAR CAME. 253 TiCK-A-TiCK ! How loud it sounded !Bessies heart with wonder bounded.How the great round thing that hungDown the middle, swung and swung!Tick, a-ticky a-tick, a-tick —Dear, how loud it was, and quick !Tick-a, tick-a, tick-a, tick-a!Surely it was growing quicker !While the swinging thing kept on,Back and forth, and never done. There ! Its coming ! Loud and clear. Each ringing stroke the night alarms. Bess, screaming, hid in Herberts arms.The year ! he cried, the year ! the year ! Where ) faltered Bessie, which ) wherebouts ) But still * The year ! glad Herbert shouts ; And still the steady strokes rang on Until the banished year was gone. Weve seen the Old Year out—hurrah! Oh ! oh ! sobbed Bessie, call mamma. I dont like years to racket so ; It frightens me to hear em go ! But Herbert kissed away her tears, And, gently soothing all her fears. He heard the New Year coming quick, Tick, a-tick, a-tick, a-tick ! 254 RHYMES AND JINGLES. CHILDRENS HYMN. Air,

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