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Anne Ross Cousin (née Cundell; 27 April 1824 – 6 December 1906) was a British poet, musician and songwriter.She was a student of John Muir Wood and later became a popular writer of hymns, most especially "The Sands of Time Are Sinking", while travelling with her minister husband from 1854 to 1878.
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John, Went to bed with his trousers on; One shoe off, and the other shoe on, Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John. [1] Alternate versions include: Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his britches on. One shoe off, and one shoe on; Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John. [2]
Letter consists of 28 short essays, which includes a few poems and a commencement address, and is dedicated to "the daughter she never had". [2] Reviews of the book were generally positive; most reviewers recognized that the book was full of Angelou's wisdom and that it read like words of advice from a beloved grandmother or aunt.
"A Prayer for My Daughter" is a poem by William Butler Yeats written in 1919 and published in 1921 as part of Yeats' collection Michael Robartes and the Dancer.It is written to Anne, his daughter with Georgie Hyde-Lees, whom Yeats married after his last marriage proposal to Maud Gonne was rejected in 1916. [1]
“Watching your daughter being collected by her date feels like handing over a million dollar Stradivarius to a gorilla.” — Jim Bishop “It is admirable for a man to take his son fishing ...
Madonna and Child in a 14th century wall painting, Oxfordshire. "Lullay, mine liking" is a Middle English lyric poem or carol of the 15th century which frames a narrative describing an encounter of the Nativity with a song sung by the Virgin Mary to the infant Christ. [1]
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In the poem, the family gets a letter from Pete. Their oldest daughter calls for her father to "come up from the fields" and her mother to "come to the front door" to read the letter. A third-person narrator soon takes over the poem from the daughter and chronicles the family's grief as they learn that their son has died. [1]