The Sea called—I lay on the rocks… “I am come.” She mocked and showed her teeth, Stretching out her long green arms… “Go away!” she thundered.

Little Star, little Star, Come down quick. The Moon is a bogey-man; He’ll eat you certain if he can. Little Star, little Star,

That deaf old man With his hand to his ear— His hand to hi head stood out like… Horny and hollow. He said, “I ca… He muttered, “Don’t shout,

Hinemoa, Tui, Maina, All of them were born together; They are quite an extra special Set of babies—wax and leather. Every day they took an airing;

There was a child once. He came to play in my garden; He was quite pale and silent. Only when he smiled I knew everyt… I knew what he had in his pockets,

My Babbles has a nasty knack Of keeping monkeys on her back. A great big black one comes and sw… Right on her sash or pinny strings… It is a horrid thing and wild

In the profoundest ocean There is a rainbow shell, It is always there, shining most s… Under the greatest storm waves That the old Greek called “ripple…

The further the little girl leaped… The further she longed to be; The white, white fields of jonquil… Danced up as high as her knee And flashed and sparkled before he…

White, white in the milky night The moon danced over a tree. “Wouldn’t it be lovely to swim in… Someone whispered to me. “Oh, do-do-do!” cooed someone else…

Baby Babbles—only one, Now to sit up has begun. Little Babbles quite turned two Walks as well as I and you. And Miss Babbles one, two, three,

I Blow across the stagnant world, I blow across the sea, For me, the sailor’s flag unfurled… For me, the uprooted tree. My challenge to the world is hurle…

The pillar box is fat and red, The pillar box is high; It has the flattest sort of head And not a nose or eye, But just one open nigger mouth

There is a solemn wind to-night That sings of solemn rain; The trees that have been quiet so… Flutter and start again. The slender trees, the heavy trees…

Now this is the story of Olaf Who ages and ages ago Lived right on the top of a mounta… A mountain all covered with snow. And he was quite pretty and tiny

Most merciful God Look kindly upon An impudent child Who wants sitting on. This evening late