SCHOOL RHYMES FOR NEGRO CHILDREN. Joanna Baillie Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Baillie, Joanna, 1762-1851. Fugitive Verses. By Joanna Baillie, author of “Dramas on the Passions,“ etc. London Edward Moxon, Dover Street. MDCCCXL. 1840 pp. 201-202.

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SCHOOL RHYMES FOR NEGRO CHILDREN . HOW happy are we in that hour we love , When shadows grow longer and branches move ; Blithe urchins then we be ! From the school's low porch with a joyous shout , We rush and we run and we gambol about , So careless , light and free ! And the good child merrily plays his part , For all is well in his guileless heart , The glance of his eye is bright . We hop and we leap and we toss the ball ; Some dance to their shadows upon the wall , And spread out their hands with delight . The parrot that sits on her bough a-swinging , The bird and the butterfly , light air winging , Are scarcely more happy , I trow . Then hey for the meadow , the glade and the grove , For evening is coming and branches move , We'll have merry pastime now .