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More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme
More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme
More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme
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Ada M. Marzialswrote this popular book that continues to be widely read today despite itsage.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherKrill Press
Release dateMay 11, 2016
ISBN9781531269821
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    More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme - Ada M. Marzials

    MORE TALES IN THE LAND OF NURSERY RHYME

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    Ada M. Marzials

    MYTHIK PRESS

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    Copyright © 2016 by Ada M. Marzials

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    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    AUTHOR OF IN THE LAND OF NURSERY RHYME: WITH FRONTISPIECE: LONDON: H. R. ALLENSON, LIMITED RACQUET COURT, FLEET STREET, E.C. 1913: TO MY LITTLE COUSINS KATHLEEN AND DOROTHY

    THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW

    MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY

    JACK AND JILL

    LITTLE MISS MUFFET

    PUSSY CAT, PUSSY CAT

    HEY, DIDDLE, DIDDLE!

    More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme

    By

    Ada M. Marzials

    More Tales in the Land of Nursery Rhyme

    Published by Mythik Press

    New York City, NY

    First published circa 2016

    Copyright © Mythik Press, 2015

    All rights reserved

    Except in the United States of America, this book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

    About Mythik Press

    From the moment people first began practicing rituals, they have been creating folk tales and legends to celebrate their past and create a unique cultural identity. Mythik Press carries these legacies forward by publishing the greatest stories ever concocted, from King Arthur to the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm.

    AUTHOR OF IN THE LAND OF NURSERY RHYME: WITH FRONTISPIECE: LONDON: H. R. ALLENSON, LIMITED RACQUET COURT, FLEET STREET, E.C. 1913: TO MY LITTLE COUSINS KATHLEEN AND DOROTHY

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    THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW

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    Different people have different opinions

    The North Wind doth blow,

    And we shall have snow,

    And what will the robin do then? Poor thing!

    He will sit in a barn,

    And to keep himself warm

    He will hide his head under his wing. Poor thing!

    Oh, how cold it was!

    The North Wind howled round the barn, whirling the snowflakes into a little heap inside the half-open door. Even beyond the little heap of snow, right inside the barn among the whisps of hay and straw, and beyond the pile of turnips piled up in one far corner, it was still bitterly cold and draughty.

    The few birds left had found their way into the old barn for shelter, and were close together on a low bar of wood at the far end, where they sat ruffling their feathers and shivering.

    From time to time one of them would peer out at the leaden grey sky and the falling snowflakes, and then hide its head under its wing again to deaden the sound of the wind whistling through the crannies.

    There were five of them.

    A Robin, who had been blown in with the last gust of wind; a wretched little Sparrow, who twittered helplessly from time to time, and then hid her head ashamed at having been betrayed into such an exhibition of weakness in public; an Owl, who, living habitually in the barn, regarded the others with suspicion as intruders, and possibly thieves; and, lastly, two queer Japanese birds, who had lived all the summer on the ornamental lake in the garden.

    These latter had been brought to the barn during the bad weather, as they were considered too delicate to bear the stress of a really cold English winter, and were looked down on and despised by the other birds as foreigners. They were very shy, and crouched side by side in one corner, never venturing a remark unless first spoken to. The Robin, though he was the latest comer, had, by reason of his cheery good-nature, and a certain perky self-confidence, already gained for himself a position as leader among the other birds. Even the old Owl blinked and winked occasionally at his jokes, and the Sparrow was soon reduced to a helpless state of twittering giggles. But laughing will not keep you warm, and at last even the Robin was forced to confess that he had never been colder in his life; and what was

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