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Seligor's Castle, fun for all the children of the world.
Ring-O-Roses

SELIGOR'S CASTLE PRESENTS

Brown HenBROWN EGGS

I like brown eggs far the best;
Out of a brown old haystack nest,
Under a brown hen, cosy, stout,
With brown fowls hovering round about.


Long ago, so I've been told,
Goose laid a golden egg
A goose laid eggs of purest gold.
(Eggs of gold in a gold in a golden shell
Mean none to eat, and all to sell !)


Eggs of gold would build a town,
Eggs of gold would buy a crown,
Buy a crown and make a king,
I like brown eggs far the best.And grant his lady anything !

I have  brown eggs for my tea,
Served in an egg-cup bought for me !
So keep your gold and all the rest,
I like brown eggs far the best !

by Elizabeth Fleming




SELIGOR'S CASTLE PRESENTS

Here is a little tale from the Russian Vinnie Puuf.



RING A RING A ROSES

Ring a ring a roses, a pocket full of posies,
Atichoo.... Atichoo.... We all fall down.

Cows in the meadow, eating buttercups,
Atichoo.... Atichoo... We all jump up..

Horses in the paddock, run for their might,
Atichoo... Atichooo... Jump with fright.

Children in  bed, whisper do not speak,
Atichoo... Atichooo... Lie down to asleep.



look at the little duck in the rain
Millions of massive raindrops have fallen on the ground;
They have danced on the house-tops,
they have hidden in the ground.
They were liquid-like musicians, with anything for keys,

Rattle BasketBeating tunes upon the windows, keeping time upon the trees.


You shall have an apple,    
   I shall have a plum,
You shall have a rattle-basket,
   When your dad comes home.   


Strawberries
A man in the wilderness asked of me
StrawberriesHow many strawberries grew in the sea.
I answered him as I thought good:
As many red herrings grow in the wood.
See-saw, sacaradown!

See-saw, sacaradown,
Which is the way to London
Town?
One foot up, and one foot down,
That is the way to London Town
.

this is another strange castleKing Pippin built a fine new hall
    Pastry and pie-crust were the wall;
Windows made of black pudding and white
    Slates were pancakes - you ne'er saw the like.

I'm not sure I would like such a perfect little boy. Where was his story before his prayers?

When little Fred was called to bed he always acted right;
He kissed Mamma, and then Papa, and wished them both good-night.
He made no noise, like naughty boys, but gently went upstairs
Directly when he was sent, and always said his prayes;

These video's concern animals behaviour,
 always check to see if you feel they are okay for your children age.


This is a little different, but very interesting.
DODIE, SELIGOR AND DIDDILY AND THE DEE DOT'S .
HIP - HIP - HOORAY!

RING A ROSES

My Shadow


by Robert Louis Stevenson



Me and My Shadow, down by the seaI have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, 
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. 
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; 
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
 
Funny the way she likes to grow
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow--
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; 
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, 
And he sometimes goes so little that there's none of him at all. 



He stays so close behind me.He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play, 
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. 
He stays so close behind me, he's a coward you can see; 
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! 

I found the shiney dew on the buttercup
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; 
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, 
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.



Girl with KiteFLY A KITE

I often sit and wish that I
Could be a kite up in the sky,
    And ride upon the breeze, and go
Whatever way it chanced to blow;
Then I could look beyond the town,
And see the river winding down,
And follow all the ships that sail,
Like me, before the merry gale,
Until at last with them I came
To some place with a foreign name

Sleep, Beauty Bright


William Blake wrote this little cradle song.
It is rather beautiful, don't you think ?
               
                     SLEEP, BEAUTY BRIGHT
          Dee and Dot
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.

Sweet babe, in thy face
                             Soft desires I can trace
                                 Secret joys and secret smiles,
                               Pretty little infant wiles.

As the softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.

Oh, thy cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep !
When the little heart doeth wake
Then the dreadful light shall break.


THE MAN IN THE MOON
by Edith E Millard 1832 - 1891


The Man in the Moon is a friend of mine,
He comes when the stars begin to shine:
I fancy he lights them, one by one,
And never rests till his work is done.

Sometimes I do not see him at all,
And I think, most likely, he has to call
And shout for the stars that would rather try
To play hide and seek in the big blue skies.

The other night, to my great surprise,
The Man in the Moon had tears in his eyes;
He looked so sad and his mouth drooped down,

And he gave me the most tremendous frown!

"Poor Man in the Moon, I am sorry!" I said,
"Have you lost some stars?" but he shook his head;
He could not tell me what was amiss,
So I waved my hand and threw him a kiss.

For more than a week there was rain or snow,
And the wind was very angry- I heard it blow;
But the Man in the Moon I could not see,
The dark clouds hid him away from me.

Last night he peeped through the window pane,
I declare I hardly knew him again!
I tried to sketch him for Nurse to see,
A jollier face there never could be.
His eyes were smiling at me like this,
And all because I threw him a kiss!

A wonderful poem about the wonderful Man in the Moon
by Edith E Millard.

Edith E. MILLARD was born on 23 Nov 1832 in Hamilton, Butler County, Ohio. She died on 25 Feb 1891 in Osceola, Iowa. Parents: John MILLARD Jr. and Sarah (Sallie) HALL.

She was married to Elijah Phillip GIBSON on 16 Mar 1854 in Marietta, Ohio. Children were: Daniel Millard GIBSON , Sallie M. GIBSON, Edith E. GIBSON, Harriet Isabel GIBSON.


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 LITTLE VERSES FOR VERY LITTLE PEOPLE
Merchant Men
Hey diddle, dinkety, poppety, pet
The merchants of London they wear scarlet;
Silk in the collar and gold in the hem,
So merrily march the merchantmen.


Little Robin Redbreast
Sat upon a rail;
Niddle naddle went his head
Wiggle waggle went his tail.


little bird

Once I saw a little bird come hop, hop, hop;
And I cried, Little bird, will you stop, stop, stop?
I was going to the window to say "How do you do?"
But she shook her little tail, and away she flew.
cuckoo in cherry tree


Cuckoo, cuckoo, cherry tree,
Catch a bird and give it me;
Let the tree be high or low,
Let it hail or rail or snow.

Farmer sows his seeds
Oats and beans and barley grow
For you and me, as all of us know.
Thus the farmer sows his seeds,
Thus he stands and takes his ease;
Stamps his foot and slaps his hand,
And turns him round to view his land.

Candlemas Day

If Candlemas Day be bright and fair
Winter will have another flight
If on Candlemas Day be shower and rain
Winter is gone and will not come again.
There was an old woman went spinning


There was an old woman sat spinning,
And that's th first beginning;
She had a calf, and that's half;
She took it by the tail and threw it over the wall,
And that's all.


Elizabeth
Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy and Bess
They all went together to seek a birds nest;

They found a birds nest with five eggs in;
They all took one and left four in.
(ps. the little girls were the same one little girl called Elizabeth)

A, B, C, and D, pray, playmates, agree.
E, F, and G, well, so it shall be.
K, J, and L, in peace we will dwell.
M, N, and O, to play let us go.
P, Q, R, and S, love may we  possess.
W, X, and Y, will not quarrel or die.
X and Ampersand go to school at command.



Little Betty Blue, lost a holiday shoe;
What can little Betty Do?
Give her another, to match the other,
And then she may walk out in two.

Ride, baby ride! pretty baby shall ride,
And have a little puppy dog tied to her side,
And a little pussy cat tied to the other,
And always she shall ride to see her grand mother.


Oh rare Harry Parry, when will you marry?
When apples and pears are ripe.
I'll come to your wedding without any bidding,
And dance and sing all the night



NICE CUP OF TEA IN THE MORNINGTommy Trot a man of law,
Sold his bed and lay upon straw;
Sold the straw and slept on grass,
To buy his wife a looking glass

One, two, three I love coffee,
Billy loves tea, how good you be.
One, two three,
I love coffee and Billy loves tea.

If I had some money I'd buy a clown;
If I had a horse I'd ride to town;
If I had a ship I'd Westward Ho,
And if I was sick I wouldn't go.

Pit, pat well a day
Little Robin flew away;

Where can little Robin be?
Gone into the cherry tree.

 
 NURSERY RHYMES FOR DADDY !
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Hushabye, babby, lie still with thy daddy,Daddy the Fisherman
Thy mammy has gone to the mill
To get some wheat, to make some meal,
So pray, my dear babby, lie still.


If you are to be a gentleman,
As I suppose you be,
You'll neither laugh nor smile
For a tickling of the knee.

Peter White will ne'er go right;
Would you know the reason why?
He follows his nose wherever he goes,
I have a little husbandAnd that stands all awry.

I have a little husband and he is two feet four;
So he can reach the knocker, and ring at our front door.
But when we want our dinner he must take it down himself;

It's really very awkward when a wife can't reach the shelf.
 Perhaps I shall grow bigger but this I surely know:
I cannot love him dearer if I grow, and grow, and grow!
Hush Baby, I Pray don't cry

Hush baby, my dolly, I pray you don't cry,
And I'll give you some bread and some milk by and by:
Or perhaps you like custard, or maybe a tart?
Then to either you're welcom, with all my heart.

I often sit and wish that I could be a kite up in the sky,
And ride upon the breeze, and go whatever way it chanced to blow;
Then I could look beyond the town, and see the river winding down,
follow all the ships that sail,
Like me, before the merry gale,

 Until at last with them I came to some place with a foreign name.



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Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
My dame has lost her shoe;
My master's lost his fiddling-stick,
And don't know what to do.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
What is my dame to do?
Till master finds his fiddling-stick,
She'll dance without her shoe.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
My dame has lost her shoe,
And master's found his fiddling-stick;
Sing doodle-doodle-doo!






I Love Little Pussy

I love little pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;
I won't pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But pussy and I together will play.


Country Comment ImageOld King Cole

Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

Now every fiddler,  had a fine fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he.

Twee, tweedle, dee,
Tweedle, dee, dee,
Went the fiddlers three,
There's none so rare,  that can compare with King Cole and his Fiddlers three.

Oh there's none so rare
That can compare,
With King Cole and his fiddlers three.

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Old King Cole
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THE VERY YOUNG  


    One, two, three, four, five, 
             
               Once I caught a fish alive.
   
 Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
          

Then I let him go again.



 
Why did you let him go,
           Because he bit my finger so


Which finger did it bite,


This little finger on my right.




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THE VERY YOUNG                


The very young need special RHYMES.
Special  LOVE, Special times.
This page must be simple, PRETTY, bright.
It must be canny and witty, full of Delight.
The very YOUNG sits on MUMMY's lap,
DADDY's knee, or in sisters arms,
The very young hears the GENTLE VOICE, 
The TINKLING LAUGH,
The  Elders CHARMS.
The very young need special Rhymes,
Special LOVE, Special TIMES.


These lovely little rhymes are really nice for
 "The Very Young"

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 PORRIDGE
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I don't like porridge,
Skinny and brown;
Waiting for breakfast,
When I com down -
Whatever happens,
However late,
Porridge is always
Sure to wait!

Nobody steals it,
They clear the dish
Of eggs and bacon,
Or cheese, or fish;
They eat the butter,
And take the tea,
And all the good things
Meant for me.



BUT
Whatever happens,
However late,
Porridge is always
 Sure to wait!

I believe this poem to be written by Elizabeth Fleming in the
Children's Companion circa 1920's
If you have any ideas do leave a message for me at
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Baby in Crib

ROCK-A-BYE BABY

Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top!
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall;
Down will come baby, bough, cradle and all.


Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;
Little one in a safe bed
Father's a nobleman, Mother's a queen;
Sister's a lady, who wears a gold ring;
 And Brother's a drummer, who plays for the king.

Hush-a-bye, baby, way up on high;
Never mind, baby, Mommy is nigh;
 Swinging the baby all around --
Hush-a-bye, baby, up hill and down.

Midi: Rock-a-bye Baby

Rain, Rain, go Away, come again another day

RaindropsRain rain go away,
Come again another day
Hide your clouds  let out the sun
Slow the wind, till daylights done.
cloud

Rain, rain go away,
we all want to play today.
When we all are fast asleep
Across the night sky, you can creep

Rain, rain go away, 
umbrella
tree in the windcome again another day.


Midi: Rain, Rain, Go Away



Diddilydiddlydeedot 2007
ROUND AND ROUND THE GARDEN

Round and Round the Garden
Like a Teddy Bear
One Step
Two Step
Here's comes Pooh the Bear

Green Frog
Round and Round the  Garden
Like a Little Frog
One Jump
Two Jump
Oops! he fell off his log

Bumble Bee

Round and Round the Garden
Bumble Bee
Like a Honey  Bee
One Sting
Bumble Bee
Two Sting

To many stings for me


Baby go to sleep
 
Round and round the garden
Now it's time for bed
One nod,
Two nods
Shake your pretty head


Dottido 2007

This Little Piggy went to Market
piggy went to market

This little piggy went to market

This little piggy stayed at home
this little piggy stays at home

this little piggy had roast beef
This little piggy had  roast beef


This little piggy had none
this little piggy had none


all the way home

This little piggy went wee, wee, wee, wee,  wee,wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee all the way home.

Molly in the bath
Bath Time for Baby
SailboatRubber Duck

Baby in bathA rubber duck and a sailboat;
I watch my bath toys sink and float.

They keep me company in the tubBaby in the Bath
Til Mommy makes me soap and scrub.


I love to take a bath 
each night,
And go to bed all clean and bright.
Midi: Bathtime 

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