Jane Taylor

Jane Taylor

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Jane Taylor (23 September 1783 – 13 April 1824) was an English poet and novelist. She wrote the words to the song "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", which is widely known, but it is generally forgotten who wrote it.
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The Disappointment

In tears to her mother poor Harriet came, Let us listen to hear what she says:"O see, dear mamma, it is pouring with rain, We cannot go out in the chaise
"All the week I have long'd for this holiday so, And fancied the minutes were ...
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The Village Green

On the cheerful village green, Skirted round with houses small,
All the boys and girls are seen, Playing there with hoop and ball
Now they frolic hand in hand, Making many a merry chain;
Then they form a warlike band, Marching o'er ...
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A Pair

RE was a youth--but woe is me :
I quite forgot his name, and he,
Without some label round his neck,
Is like one pea among a peck
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Poetry And Reality

HE worldly minded, cast in common mould,
With all his might pursuing fame or gold,
And towards that goal too vehemently
To waste a thought about another world,
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The World In The Heart

UT if the foe no more without presides,
There is an inner chamber where it hides ;
In that strong hold prepares its last defence ;
And none but heavenly arms can drive it thence
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WE took our work, and went, you see,
To take an early cup of tea
We did so now and then, to
The friendly debt, and so did they,
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YE powers fantastic
goblin, sylph and fay,
Whose subtle forms no laws material sway ;
Ethereal essences, that dart and
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The Good-Natured Girls

Two good little children, named Mary and Ann,
Both happily live, as good girls always can;
And though they are not either sullen or mute,
They seldom or never are heard to dispute
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Here's a beautiful earth and a wonderful sky,
And to see them,
God gives us a heart and an eye;
Nor leaves us untouch'd by the pleasure they yield,
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The World In The House

MS who journey in the narrow way,
Should go as little cumbered as they may
'Tis heavy sailing with a freighted ship ;'Tis pleasant travelling with a staff and scrip
Gold clogs the path, dispose it how we will ;
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Teaching From The Stars

Stars, that on your wondrous
Travel through the evening sky,
Is there nothing you can
To such a little child as I
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The Squire’s Pew

NG ray of evening light        Shoots through the yellow pane ;
It makes the faded crimson bright,        And gilds the fringe again :
The window's gothic frame-work
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Let those who're fond of idle tricks,
Of throwing stones, and hurling bricks,  And all that sort of fun,
Now hear a tale of idle Jim,
That warning they may take by him,  Nor do as he has done
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The Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky
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Good Night

Little baby, lay your head On your pretty cradle-bed; Shut your eye-peeps, now the day And the light are gone away; All the clothes are tucked in tight; Little baby dear, good night
Yes, my darling, well I know How the bitter wind doth blow; ...
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Little Girls Must Not Fret

What is it that makes little Emily cry
Come then, let mamma wipe the tear from her eye:
There­ — lay down your head on my bosom­ — that's right,
And now tell mamma what's the matter to-night
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