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EE here, we little children are seated in a row,
We want to have them all again, the Rhymes we've often
As your kind voice in the evening repeats them word by word.
We've sat and learned our lessons till we can see no more,
And let us have "My Lady Wind" how happy we shall be!
Lit-tle Jack Hor-ner sat in a cor-ner,
Eat-ing a Christ-mas pie;
He put in his thumb, and he took out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!"
IT-TLE TOM TUCK-ER
Sings for his sup-per;
What shall he eat?
White bread and but-ter.
How shall he cut it
With-out e'er a knife?
How will he be mar-ri-ed
With-out e'er a wife?