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When We Were Very Young is a best-selling book of poetry by A. A. Milne. It was first published in 1924, and it was illustrated by E. H. Shepard. Several of the verses were set to music by Harold Fraser-Simson.
- A. A. Milne
- 1924
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- Milne, A. A. (Alan Alexander), 1882-1956
- When we were very young
- Shepard, Ernest H. (Ernest Howard), 1879-1976
- BILLY MOON
- JUST BEFORE WE BEGIN
- CORNER-OF-THE-STREET
- BUCKINGHAM PALACE
- THE CHRISTENING
- PUPPY AND I
- THE FOUR FRIENDS
- LINES AND SQUARES
- WATER-LILIES
- DISOBEDIENCE
- THE THREE FOXES
- POLITENESS
- AT THE ZOO
- fussy man; I only want
- THE DORMOUSE AND THE DOCTOR
- There’s a cavern in the mountain where the old men meet
- They make gold slippers for my lady’s feet
- They weave gold stockings for my lady’s feet
- KNIGHTS AND LADIES
- LITTLE BO-PEEP AND LITTLE BOY-BLUE
- What have you done with your sheep, Bo-Peep ?”
- THE INVADERS
- TEDDY BEAR
- Nicknamed “The HandsomeNot a doubt
- BAD SIR BRIAN BOTANY
- IF I WERE KING
THIS BOOK WHICH OWES SO MUCH TO HIM IS NOW HUMBLY OFFERED
AT one time (but I have changed my mind now) I thought I was going to write a little Note at the top of each of these poems, in the manner of Mr. William Wordsworth, who liked to tell his readers where he was staying, and which of his friends he was walking with, and what he was thinking about, when the idea of writing his poem came to him. You wil...
Down by the corner of the street, Where the three roads meet, And the feet Of the people as they pass go “Tweet-tweet-tweet—” Who conies tripping round the corner of the street? One pair of shoes which are Nurse’s; One pair of slippers which are Percy’s . . . Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! I
They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace— Christopher Robin went down with Alice. Alice is marrying one of the guard. “A soldier’s life is terrible hard,” Says Alice. They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace— Christopher Robin went down with Alice. We saw a guard in a sentry-box. “One of the sergeants looks after their socks,” Says Alice. The...
What shall I call My dear little dormouse? His eyes are small, But his tail is e-nor-mouse. I sometimes call him Terrible John, ’Cos his tail goes on— And on— And on. And I sometimes call him Terrible Jack, ’Cos his tail goes on to the end of his back. And I sometimes call him Terrible James, ’Cos he says he likes me calling him names. . . . But I ...
I met a man as I went walking; We got talking, Man and I. “Where are you going to, Man?” I said (I said to the Man as he went by). “Down to the village, to get some bread. Will you come with me?” “No, not I.” I met a Horse as I went walking; We got talking, Horse and I. “Where are you going to, Horse, to-day?” (I said to the Horse as he went by). “...
Ernest was an elephant, a great big fellow, Leonard was a lion with a six-foot tail, George was a goat, and his beard was yellow, And James was a very small snail. Leonard had a stall, and a great big strong one, Ernest had a manger, and its walls were thick, George found a pen, but I think it was the wrong one. And James sat down on a brick. io / ...
Whenever I walk in a London street, I’m ever so careful to watch my feet; And I keep in the squares, And the masses of bears, —" Who wait at the corners all ready to eat The sillies who tread on the lines of the street,*} Go back to their lairs, And I say to them, “Bears, Just look how I’m walking in all of the squares!” 12 And the little be-irs gr...
Where the water-lilies go To and fro, Rocking in the ripples of the water, Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King’s daughter. And the faint winds shake her. Who will come and take her? I will! I will! Keep still! Keep still! Sleeping on a leaf lies the Lake King’s daughter . . Then the wind comes skipping To the lilies on the water; And the kind winds w...
James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great Care of his Mother, Though he was only three. James James Said to-his Mother, “Mother,” he said, said he; “You must never go down to the end of the town, if you don’t go down with me.” James James Morrison’s Mother Put on a golden gown, James James Morrison’s Mother Drove to the end o...
Once upon a time there were three little foxes Who didn’t wear stockings, and they didn’t wear sockses, But they all had handkerchiefs to blow their noses, And they kept their handkerchiefs in cardboard boxes. They lived in the forest in three little houses, And they didn’t wear coats, and they didn’t wear trousies. They ran through the woods on th...
If people ask me, always tell them: “Qiiite well, thank you, I’m very glad to say.” If people ask me, always answer, “Quite well, thank you, how are you to-day?” always answer, always tell them, If they ask me Politely. . . .
There are lions and roaring tigers, and enormous camels an things, There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons, and a great big bear wit wings, There’s a sort of a tiny potamus, and a tiny nosserus too— But / gave buns to the elephant when I went down to tb Zoo! There are badgers and bidgers and bodgers, and a Super-in tendent’s House, There are masses of goa...
little bit Of butter for My bread!” The Queen said, “There, there!” And went to The Dairymaid. The Dairymaid Said, “There, there!” And went to the shed. The cow said, “There, there! The Queen took The butter • And brought it to His Majesty; The King said, “Butter, eh?” And bounced out of bed. “Nobody,” he said, As he kissed her Tenderly, “Nobody,” ...
There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bed Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red), And all the day long he’d a wonderful view Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue). A Doctor came hurrying round, and he said: ‘‘Tut-tut, I am sorry to find you in bed. Just say ‘Ninety-nine,’ while I look at your chest. . . . Don’t you find that chrysanthemum...
{Hammer, hammer, hammer . . . Hammer, hammer, hammer . . .)
{Hammer, hammer, hammer . . . Hammer, hammer, hammer . . .) My lady is marrying her own true knight, White her gown, and her veil is white, But she must have slippers on her dainty feet. Hammer, hammer hammer . . . Hammer.
(Chatter, chatter, chatter . . . Chatter, chatter, chatter . . .) My lady is going to her own true man, Youth to youth, since the world began, But she must have stockings on her dainty feet. Chatter, chatter, chatter . . .
There is in my old picture-book A page at which I like to look. Where knights and squires come riding down The cobbles of some steep old town, And ladies from beneath the eaves Flutter their bravest handkerchiefs, Or, smiling proudly, toss down gages . . . But that was in the Middle Ages. It wouldn’t happen now; but still. Whenever I look up the hi...
“What have you done with your sheep, Little Bo-Peep?
“Little Boy Blue, what fun! I’ve lost them, every one!” “Oh, what a thing to have done, Little Bo-Peep!” “What have you done with your sheep. Little Boy Blue? What have you done with your sheep, Boy Blue?” “Little Bo-Peep, my sheep Went off, when I was asleep.” “I’m sorry about your sheep, Little Boy Blue.” “What are you going to do. Little Bo-Peep...
In careless patches through the wood The clumps of yellow primrose stood, And sheets of white anemones, Like driven snow against the trees. Had covered up the violet, But left the blue-bell bluer yet. Along the narrow carpet ride. With primroses on either side, Between their shadows and the sun. The cows came slowly, one by one. Breathing the early...
A bear, however hard he tries, Grows tubby without exercise. Our Teddy Bear is short and fat Which is not to be wondered at; He gets what exercise he can By falling off the ottoman, But generally seems to lack The energy to clamber back. Now tubbiness is just the thing Which gets a fellow wondering; And Teddy worried lots about The fact that he was...
The man was definitely stout. Why then, a bear (for all his tub) Might yet be named “The Handsome Cub!” 87 “Might yet be named.” Or did he mean That years ago he “might have been”? For now he felt a slight misgiving: “Is Louis So and So still living? Fashions in beauty have a way Of altering from day to day. Is ‘Handsome Louis’ with us yet? Unfortu...
Sir Brian had a battleaxe with great big knobs on; He went among the villagers and blipped them on the head. On Wednesday and on Saturday, but mostly on the latter day,- He called at all the cottages, and this is what he said: “I am Sir Brian!” (ting-ling) “I am Sir Brian!” (rat-tat) “I am Sir Brian, as bold as a lion— Take that!—and that!—and that...
I often wish I were a King, And then I could do anything. If only I were King of Spain, I’d take my hat off in the rain. If only I were King of France, wouldn’t brush my hair for aunts. think, if I were King of Greece, I’d push things off the mantelpiece. If I were King of Norroway, I’d ask an elephant to stay. If I were King of Babylon, I’d leave ...
When We Were Very Young é um livro de poesias de autoria de A. A. Milne cujos versos apresentam o notório personagem Winnie the Pooh. [ 1] Os versos foram ilustrado por E. H. Shepard .
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13 de fev. de 2020 · A.A. Milne wrote many poems to entertain his young son, Christopher Robin Milne, who appears to have been about three when "When We Were Very Young" was published. The book is a collection of 45 poems that celebrate a world and a point of view that a very young person could understand and enjoy.
