Peter Patter Book of Nursery Rhymes

<h3><SPAN name="flames" id="flames"></SPAN>BLUE FLAMES AND RED FLAMES</h3> <p class="block20 b4">Blue flames and red flames<br/> In a world all dark;<br/> Blue flames and red flames,<br/> And a tiny spark<br/> Hurrying to heaven, lest it should be late;<br/> Lest the cautious seraphim close the shining gate,<br/> And leave the little wanderer forevermore to fly<br/> Like an orphan angel through the endless sky.</p> <h3><SPAN name="grady" id="grady"></SPAN>TIMOTHY GRADY</h3> <p class="block18 b4">Poor little Timothy Grady<br/> Screwed up his face at a lady,<br/> And, jiminy jack!<br/> It wouldn&#8217;t come back.<br/> The louder he hollered<br/> The tighter it grew,<br/> His eyes are all red<br/> And his lips are all blue.<br/> Oh, mercy me, what in the world will he do?<br/> Poor little Timothy Grady!</p> <h3><SPAN name="nickel" id="nickel"></SPAN>CAPTAIN TICKLE AND HIS NICKEL</h3> <p class="block13 nob">Captain Tickle had a nickel<br/> In a paper sack,<br/> He threw it in the river<br/> And he couldn&#8217;t get it back.<br/> Captain Tickle spent his nickel<br/> For a rubber ball,<br/> And when he cut it open<br/> There was nothing there at all.</p> <div class="figcenterb" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-077s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="511" alt="Illustration 77" title="" /> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-077x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-078s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="624" alt="Illustration 78" title="" /> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-078x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <h3><SPAN name="grundy" id="grundy"></SPAN>GRANDMOTHER GRUNDY</h3> <p class="block11 b4">O Grandmother Grundy,<br/> Now what would you say<br/> If the katydids carried<br/> Your glasses away&#8212;<br/> <br/> Carried them off<br/> To the top of the sky<br/> And used them to watch<br/> The eclipses go by?</p> <h3><SPAN name="pins" id="pins"></SPAN>NEEDLES AND PINS</h3> <p class="block14 nob">Needles and pins, hooks and eyes!<br/> I saw a doughnut in the skies.<br/> Flipperjinks the circus clown<br/> Climbed a tree and got it down.</p> <div class="figcenterb" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-079s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="511" alt="NEEDLES AND PINS, HOOKS AND EYES!" title="" /> <span class="caption">NEEDLES AND PINS, HOOKS AND EYES!</span> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-079x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <h3><SPAN name="rime" id="rime"></SPAN>A TOE RIME</h3> <p class="block11 b4">Tassle is a captain,<br/> Tinsel is a mayor,<br/> Tony is a baker-boy<br/> With &#8217;lasses in his hair,<br/> Tipsy is a sailor,<br/> With anchors on his chest,<br/> And Tiny is the baby boy<br/> Who bosses all the rest.</p> <h3><SPAN name="hooker" id="hooker"></SPAN>HARRY HOOKER</h3> <p class="block13 b4">Harry Hooker had a book<br/> And couldn&#8217;t find a teacher.<br/> But still he managed very well,<br/> He climbed a box and rang a bell<br/> And turned into a preacher.</p> <div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-080as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="510" alt="Illustration 80a" title="" /> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-080ax.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <h3><SPAN name="bill" id="bill"></SPAN>JELLY JAKE AND BUTTER BILL</h3> <div class="figcenterm" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-080bs.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="573" alt="Illustration 80b" title="" /> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-080bx.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <p class="block16 nob">Jelly Jake and Butter Bill<br/> One dark night when all was still<br/> Pattered down the long, dark stair,<br/> And no one saw the guilty pair;<br/> Pushed aside the pantry-door<br/> And there found everything galore,&#8212;<br/> Honey, raisins, orange-peel,<br/> Cold chicken aplenty for a meal,<br/> Gingerbread enough to fill<br/> Two such boys as Jake and Bill.<br/> Well, they ate and ate and ate,<br/> Gobbled at an awful rate<br/> Till I&#8217;m sure they soon weighed more<br/> Than double what they did before.<br/> And then, it&#8217;s awful, still it&#8217;s true,<br/> The floor gave way and they went thru.<br/> Filled so full they couldn&#8217;t fight.<br/> Slowly they sank out of sight.<br/> Father, Mother, Cousin Ann,<br/> Cook and nurse and furnace man<br/> Fished in forty-dozen ways<br/> After them, for twenty days;<br/> But not a soul has chanced to get<br/> A glimpse or glimmer of them yet.<br/> And I&#8217;m afraid we never will&#8212;<br/> Poor Jelly Jake and Butter Bill.</p> <div class="figcenterb" style="width: 400px;"> <ANTIMG src="images/i-081as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="606" alt="Illustration 81a" title="" /> <br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-081ax.jpg"></SPAN></span></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />