MOTHER GOOSE'S MENAGERIE (With Original Illustrations) - Carolyn Wells - E-Book

MOTHER GOOSE'S MENAGERIE (With Original Illustrations) E-Book

Carolyn Wells

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This carefully crafted ebook: "MOTHER GOOSE'S MENAGERIE (With Original Illustrations)" is formatted for your eReader with a functional and detailed table of contents. Mother Goose's Menagerie include some of the most favorite children's stories and tales, such as "The Three Bears" and "The Three Blind Mice", written in verse and beautifully illustrated. Table of Contents: Mother Goose's Menagerie Tim and Tilly Mother Hubbard's Dog Mary's Lamb Miss Muffett's Spider The Five Little Pigs Red Ridinghood's Wolf The Cow that Jumped over the Moon The Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds The Three Blind Mice The Frog who would a-wooing Go The Three Bears The Pussy-Cat who Visited the Queen The Mouse that Ran up the Clock The Lion and the Unicorn The Little Dog that Laughed Carolyn Wells (1862-1942) was an American writer and poet. She is known for her Patty Fairfield series of novels for young girls, and a number of poetry books for children.

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Carolyn Wells

MOTHER GOOSE'S MENAGERIE

(With Original Illustrations)
Children’s Book Classic
e-artnow, 2016 Contact: [email protected]

Table of Contents

Tim and Tilly
Mother Hubbard's Dog
Mary's Lamb
Miss Muffett's Spider
The Five Little Pigs
Red Ridinghood's Wolf
The Cow That Jumped Over the Moon
The Four-And-Twenty Blackbirds
The Three Blind Mice
The Frog Who Would A-Wooing Go
The Three Bears
The Pussy-Cat Who Visited the Queen
The Mouse That Ran Up the Clock
The Lion and the Unicorn
The Little Dog That Laughed
To my niece  M A R G E R Y   W E L L S

Tim and Tilly

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Two little children, once there were, Whose names were Tim and Tilly. His skin was brown and rosy; her Fair face was like a lily. And they were just as good as gold, And always did as they were told. Their pretty ways Deserve much praise, Dear little Tim and Tilly.   One summer morning, hand in hand Along the roadside walking, Tilly and Tim went singing, and Occasionally talking, When, being tired, they thought it best Upon a stone to sit and rest. To them there came An aged Dame Along the roadside walking.   "Good-morning," said she, "children dear;" "Good-day," said they, politely. Her dress was just a trifle queer, Though not at all unsightly. She wore a quilted petticoat, A cap with buckles at the throat, A peaked hat, With brim quite flat, But not at all unsightly.   "Perhaps, my dears, you don't know me;" "No, ma'am," they answered, smiling. "Why, I am Mother Goose," said she (Her manner was beguiling). "I'm on a journey to my Zoo, I'm sure that it would interest you, And if you'd care To visit there—" "Yes, ma'am!" they answered, smiling.   "Jump on my broomstick, then," she cried, "Dear little Tim and Tilly, T will be a long and rapid ride, I hope you won't be chilly." They took their places nothing loth, She wrapped her cloak about them both; With wild delight They held on tight And were not even chilly.   After they'd gone a mile or three, They reached their destination; And Mother Goose said pleasantly, "Welcome to my plantation." Then every kind of sound was heard, The purr of cat and song of bird, The bark of dog And croak of frog, Around the whole plantation.   Joyfully Tim and Tilly spied Animals of all ages; Some walking with a stately stride, And some shut up in cages. In kennels, stables, stalls, and pens, In coops and holes and caves and dens, In ponds and brooks, In nests and nooks, Were creatures of all ages.   Now Tilly, as I must admit, Was just a trifle fearful; But Tim said, "I don't mind a bit, They're all so kind and cheerful." And this was true. You never saw Animals that inspired less awe; Even the Bears Sat in their lairs With aspect kind and cheerful.   "Dear Mother Goose," then Tilly said, "May we not interview them? That dog, and lamb, and robin red, I feel as if I knew them!" Said Mother Goose, "No doubt you do; I rather think they know you, too. Just try and see How glad they'll be To have you interview them."   So Tim and Tilly, hand in hand, Into the Zoo went bravely; They met a dog who nodded, and Regarded them quite gravely. A handsome dog, and so well-bred, With big brown eyes and noble head. Upon a mat He calmly sat, Regarding them quite gravely.   "I think, dear," Tilly said to Tim, "We'll interview this fellow; Somehow I like the looks of him With his gay coat of yellow." "All right," said Tim, "let's have a chat With Mr. Dog upon his mat; We'll draw him out And I've no doubt, He'll prove a merry fellow."

Mother Hubbard's Dog

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Said Tilly and Tim, "We'll speak to him now, And hear what he has to say." To the well-dressed dog they made a bow, And said, in their pleasantest way: "Doggy, pray how do you do? Grant us an interview; We' re going the rounds Of these wide-spreading grounds, And we want to begin with you."   The dog arose, and, bowing low, Said with a cordial smile, "I'm Old Mother Hubbard's dog, you know, That's why I'm dressed in style." "Oho!" said Tilly and Tim, Greatly admiring him, "Pray tell how you came To live with the dame,— Was it a frivolous whim?" "Well," said the dog, " 'twas thus, you see; When I was a tiny pup, Somehow it always seemed to me I'd be famous when I grew up. In the dog-days I was born, When the dog-star shone in the morn; And what do you s'pose? A little dog-rose Did always my collar adorn. "   "I lived in a dog-wood, dark and drear, Where nothing to eat I spied But a dog-berry now and then, or I fear I frequently might have died. When one fine day, by chance, I saw Mother Hubbard advance. To her then I ran, And quickly began To turn somersaults and dance.

" 'Oho,' said the dear old dame, said she, 'A dog like you, I think, I'd like to adopt to live with me.' Said I as quick as a wink: 'Oh, Mother Hubbard, pray do Take me to live with you; You'll certainly find I'm gentle and kind, Faithful and honest and true.'   " 'To that,' said the old dame, 'I agree.' She adopted me then and there,