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[Pg 37] THE LAMPLIGHTER My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky. It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by; For every night at teatime and before you take your seat, With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street. THE LAMPLIGHTER MY TEA IS NEARLY READY AND THE SUN HAS LEFT US THE SKY IT IS TIME TO TAKE THE WINDOW TO SEE LEARY GO BY FOR EVERY NIGHT AT TEA TIME AND BEFORE YOU TAKE YOUR SEAT WITH LATTER AND WITH LATTER HE COMES POSTING UP THE STREET
row, Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me? You have seen the scarlet trees And the lions over seas; You have eaten ostrich eggs, And turned the turtles off their legs. Such a life is very fine, But it's not so nice as mine: You must often, as you trod, Have wearied not to be abroad. You have curious things to eat, I am fed on proper meat; You must dwell beyond the foam, But I am safe and live at home. Little Indian, Sioux or Crow, Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me? FOREIGN CHILDREN [Pg 35] THE SUN TRAVELS The sun is not a-bed, when I At night upon my pillow lie; Still round the earth his way he takes, And morning after morning makes. While here at home, in shining day, We round the sunny garden play, Each little Indian sleepy-head Is being kissed and put to bed. And when at eve I rise from tea, Day dawns beyond the Atlantic Sea; And all the children in the West Are getting up and being dressed. IECES FOREIGN CHILDREN LITTLE INDIAN FIX SEEKS OR CROW LITTLE FROSTY ESKIMO LITTLE TURK OR JAPANESE OH DON'T YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE ME YOU HAVE SEEN THE SCARLET TREES THE LIONS OVERSEAS YOU HAVE EATEN OSTRICH EGGS AND TURNED THE TURTLES OFF THEIR LEGS SUCH A LIFE IS VERY FINE BUT IT IS NOT AS NICE AS MINE YOU MUST OFTEN AS YOU TROD HAVE WEARIED NOT TO BE ABROAD YOU HAVE CURIOUS THINGS TO EAT I AM FED ON PROPER MEAT YOU MUST DWELL BE ON THE FOAM BUT I AM SAFE AND LIVE AT HOME LITTLE INDIAN THIEK OR CROW LITTLE FROSTY ESKIMO LITTLE TURKER JAPANESE OH DON'T YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE ME THE SUN TRAVELS THE SUN IS HOT AND NOT A BED WHEN I AT NIGHT UPON MY PILLOW LIE STILL ROUND THE EARTH HIS WEIGHT HE TAKES AND MORNING AFTER MORNING MAKES WELL HERE AT HOPE ITS SHINING DAY WE ROUND THE STUDDY GUARDED PLAY EACH LITTLE INDIAN SLEEPY HEAD IS BEING KISSED AND PUT TO BED AND WHEN AT EVE I RISE FROM TEA DAY DAWNS ME ON THE ATLANTIC SEA AND ALL THE CHILDREN IN THE WEST ARE GETTING UP AND BEING DRESSED
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