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Me, their master, waited for.
Oh for festal dainties spread,
Pewter spoon and bowl of wood.
Cheerily, then, my little man,
Lose the freedom of the sod,
JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER:
The Barefoot Boy.
Bless-ings on thee, lit- tle man, Bare-foot boy with cheek of tan! With thy turn’d up pant-a - loons, And thy mer - ry whis-tled tunes ;
With thy red lip, red- der still, Kiss'd by straw-ber-ries on the hill;
With the sun-shine on thy face,Thro' thy torn brim's jaunty grace:
dainties (dān’tiz) : good things eschewing (es chū'ing): throwing
aside, rejecting festal (fěs'tal) : fit for a feast Hesperides (Hes pěr'ī dēz): the fabled
garden of the Gods; a paradise horizon (ho rī'zon): where the earth
and sky seem to meet jaunty (jônotỷ): gay, jolly looped (loopt): bent into loops mocks : makes fun of moil : hard work monarch (mõn'ark): king moon: month orchestra (ôr'kes tra): a band of
oriole (õ'ri õl): a yellow and black
bird, whose nest is like a pocket
hanging on a branch of a tree pied (pīd): marked with two or
more colors pomp (pomp): splendor purpled : turned purple, ripened regal (rē'gal) : kingly, royal stubble-speared : full of sharp stalks
of hay that has been cut sward : meadow land treacherous (trech'er us): false, like
a traitor woodchuck: called groundhog in
HELPS TO STUDY
This is one of the best-known and best-loved poems in our language. Many a great man looks back, as Whittier did, to the time when he was a barefoot boy; and many a boy, barefoot or shod, hopes to be a great man, as, perhaps, Whittier did. What ambition for the future have you?
1. What pleasures has the boy? 2. What things does he learn? 3. Who is his teacher ? 4. Who is "part and parcel” of nature's joy ? 5. What is the meaning of “ Apples of Hesperides ?” 6. Explain “prison cells of pride."
A HAPPY BOY
Bevis had wandered far into the woods, looking at this thing and talking to that, and utterly forgetful of time and distance. When, at length, he began to think of returning to the place where he had left his father loading hay, he found that 5 he did not know which way to go.
Just as he was thinking he would ask a bee to show him the way (for there was not a single bird in the woods), he came to a place where the oaks were thinner, and the space between them was 10 covered with bramble bushes. Here there were ripe blackberries, and soon his lips were stained with their juice. Passing on from bramble thicket to bramble thicket, by and by he shouted and danced and clapped his hands with joy, for there 15 were some nuts on a hazel bough, and they were ripe, he was sure, for the side toward the sun was rosy.
Out came his pocket knife, and with seven tre