Potential Titles: Miriam Clark Potter

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We're going to build a ship some day - Miriam Clark Potter "A Ballad of Three"

A swift white ship in which to ride - Miriam Clark Potter "A Ballad of Three"

Drink some cream from a silver cup - Miriam Clark Potter "A Ballad of Three"

To fish up dreams for just us three - Miriam Clark Potter "A Ballad of Three"

Over a meadow of flowers came he - Miriam Clark Potter "Blundering Benjamin Bumble Bee"

I've ruined completely my suit of gold - Miriam Clark Potter "Blundering Benjamin Bumble Bee"

The use of dewdrops I cannot see - Miriam Clark Potter "Blundering Benjamin Bumble Bee"

Our eager hands would grasp them - Miriam Clark Potter "Bubbles"

Colors gleam and go in glad surprise - Miriam Clark Potter "Bubbles"

River sends her laughter-lights - Miriam Clark Potter "Bubbles"

Made of undreamed dreams glassed in morning dew - Miriam Clark Potter "Bubbles"

For even little breathless whiles - Miriam Clark Potter "Bubbles"

Flowers of light all shining and blossoming - Miriam Clark Potter "The Candle Tree"

When all other trees are asleep in the snow - Miriam Clark Potter "The Candle Tree"

Lest it fade like a dream-thing - Miriam Clark Potter "The Candle Tree"

How full and free they're blowing there - Miriam Clark Potter "The Children of the Wind"

The little children of the wind had crept inside - Miriam Clark Potter "The Children of the Wind"

Clinging fast holding to the friendly rope - Miriam Clark Potter "The Children of the Wind"

Children of the wind, why can't I see your faces? - Miriam Clark Potter "The Children of the Wind"

Where the air rests sweet on meadows of clover - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

From a gray rock-hill that touches the moon - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

And the Prince of the Wind comes out to ride - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

The river dreams as it moves to sea - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

The heaven above smiles tenderly - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

Her glad, bright smile to its depths she sends - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

And warms the earth in a learned way - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

The wind, in an anger, swept him away - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

And the shuddering shadows creep about - Miriam Clark Potter "The Common Things"

When the sunset light glows red between the trees - Miriam Clark Potter "The Cuddle-de-wees"

And set the echoes ringing in a room - Miriam Clark Potter "The Dolls"

With a cargo of baby dreams, of dolls and kittens - Miriam Clark Potter "The Dream-Ship"

Mittens and rose colored peppermint creams - Miriam Clark Potter "The Dream-Ship"

Three little dreams flew in from the south - Miriam Clark Potter "Dreams for Three"

And one was a dream of peaches and cream - Miriam Clark Potter "Dreams for Three"

Spread with the round moon set for a dish - Miriam Clark Potter "Dreams for Three"

The last little dream was the best of all - Miriam Clark Potter "Dreams for Three"

Makes us sugar things to eat - Miriam Clark Potter "Dutch Katrina"

Shadows deep behind you - Miriam Clark Potter "Dutch Katrina"

She filled the lamps of evening - Miriam Clark Potter "The Fairy's Name was Whisper"

When she'd hung the mists out - Miriam Clark Potter "The Fairy's Name was Whisper"

Sit in the sky and study the clouds - Miriam Clark Potter "Fire-flies"

With the stern moon to watch them - Miriam Clark Potter "Fire-flies"

All through the pasture bars of sleep - Miriam Clark Potter "The Flock of Dreams"

My flock of dreams come home to me - Miriam Clark Potter "The Flock of Dreams"

Two and one, and three, and two again - Miriam Clark Potter "The Flock of Dreams"

Twelve little birds fly by in a row - Miriam Clark Potter "The Flying Hours"

Twelve little owls fly by in a row - Miriam Clark Potter "The Flying Hours"

A little wind went with me - Miriam Clark Potter "The Highest Hill in Happy Town"

Waiting me at the end of Sunlight Street - Miriam Clark Potter "The Highest Hill in Happy Town"

The wagons go along the little crooked streets - Miriam Clark Potter "The Highest Hill in Happy Town"

Tiny reaper folk go piling up the hay - Miriam Clark Potter "The Highest Hill in Happy Town"

A whisper, a shadow, a lullaby - Miriam Clark Potter "How Sleep Was Made"

A glint of gold from the evening sky - Miriam Clark Potter "How Sleep Was Made"

The wind that blows where the poppy grows - Miriam Clark Potter "How Sleep Was Made"

The drowsy song that the river knows - Miriam Clark Potter "How Sleep Was Made"

And then in rapture began to sing - Miriam Clark Potter "How Sleep Was Made"

Wind across the gable roofs singing sad - Miriam Clark Potter "Lady Mother"

Sing of stars and candlelight - Miriam Clark Potter "Lady Mother"

The sky is buttoned with the stars - Miriam Clark Potter "The Lady Night"

Had builded it up at the rainbow's end - Miriam Clark Potter "The Laughter-Mill"

The lighthouse lamp is fast asleep - Miriam Clark Potter "The Lighthouse Lamp"

Dreams of the ships that listen when you call - Miriam Clark Potter "The Lighthouse Lamp"

Of magic night and burning day - Miriam Clark Potter "The Little Rug from Persia"

The road wound upward, to the hill of sleep - Miriam Clark Potter "Little Sister of the Moon"

The shadows gathered, and dancing lessons gave - Miriam Clark Potter "Little Sister of the Moon"

The owl's child saw her going, and blinked a sober eye - Miriam Clark Potter "Little Sister of the Moon"

She must keep the little stars awake - Miriam Clark Potter "Little Sister of the Moon"

She mixes sweets with fire and dew - Miriam Clark Potter "Little Sister of the Moon"

Far behind the looking glass - Miriam Clark Potter "The Looking Glass"

A line of shadows, marching down - Miriam Clark Potter "The March of the Shadows"

Their Shadow-King in silence leads them - Miriam Clark Potter "The March of the Shadows"

Every blossom wears a silver crown - Miriam Clark Potter "The March of the Shadows"

Rushing in from jungle lands of sky - Miriam Clark Potter "The March Wind"

The river sings through its twisted miles - Miriam Clark Potter "May"

Hung the banner clouds out in the blue - Miriam Clark Potter "May"

The moon is drowned in the little brown pool - Miriam Clark Potter "The Moon in the Pool"

The stars must be weeping, and hiding their eyes - Miriam Clark Potter "The Moon in the Pool"

Sending clouds to hunt over the skies - Miriam Clark Potter "The Moon in the Pool"

When the little night wing finds her sleeping - Miriam Clark Potter "The Moon in the Pool"

Sit on that tree and gossip with me - Miriam Clark Potter "The Owl"

The wind is caught in the lilac bush - Miriam Clark Potter "The Pilot Wind"

And leave you there with the rudder in your hand - Miriam Clark Potter "The Pilot Wind"

When I have grown a yard or so - Miriam Clark Potter "A Plaint"

Gray fog folds the houses round - Miriam Clark Potter "Princess Fire"

Great bleak wind from northern lands - Miriam Clark Potter "Princess Fire"

To your cold realms I banish you - Miriam Clark Potter "Princess Fire"

Little fingers knocking on the pane - Miriam Clark Potter "Rain-on-the-Roof"

In the veil of cobwebs dressed - Miriam Clark Potter "Rain-on-the-Roof"

Shadows, dust, and cobwebs all around - Miriam Clark Potter "Rain-on-the-Roof"

The road that leads from Glad Today - Miriam Clark Potter "The Road to Glad Tomorrow"

I thought each turn would be the last - Miriam Clark Potter "Roads"

Down beside a twist of stream - Miriam Clark Potter "Roads"

Across a bridge, all tumbled and forlorn - Miriam Clark Potter "Roads"

For strange delights are waiting me - Miriam Clark Potter "Roads"

And toss a golden comet for a ball - Miriam Clark Potter "Rocking Song"

Never a truant so brave has been - Miriam Clark Potter "Runaway River"

Tumbling and heaping about the door - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

The children the sandman goes to see - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

Go sprinkle the sea-sand upon their eyes - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

Quite unknown to the brown sandman - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

With magical sugar, sweet as a rose - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

Till he's lost in the stars of the milky way - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"

Judge of all the water things - Miriam Clark Potter "The Solemn Frog"

Go hide among the darkest weeds - Miriam Clark Potter "The Solemn Frog"

Down deep, among the dungeon weeds - Miriam Clark Potter "The Solemn Frog"

And there repent your wicked deeds - Miriam Clark Potter "The Solemn Frog"

He's old as all the years there are - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Lighter"

Standing on the hill-top, he can light the farthest star - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Lighter"

Touched them with his magic torch of light - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Lighter"

Up on the waves of the great sea-sky - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Ships"

Where the moon island dreamily floats - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Ships"

Their light trembles down on my face - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Ships"

Send my heart's dearest wish in my place - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Ships"

Clover-top and berry-bloom, and haycocks in the sun - Miriam Clark Potter "Summer Weather"

Some birds belong to the sky and hills - Miriam Clark Potter "The Swans"

They all belong to the free outdoors - Miriam Clark Potter "The Swans"

Out in the dark the wind rides past - Miriam Clark Potter "Tea Time"

Our shadows are big on the wall - Miriam Clark Potter "Tea Time"

Warm Thanksgiving fires are burning - Miriam Clark Potter "Thanksgiving Kitchen Song"

Plays tag among the melon vines - Miriam Clark Potter "Thanksgiving Kitchen Song"

Straight my ship sails home to you - Miriam Clark Potter "To the Little Girl Next Door"

When I go to fight the bear in the woodpile - Miriam Clark Potter "To the Little Girl Next Door"

The hours of sun are all but gone - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"

From drowsy lands of purpleness the winds come - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"

Holds shadows now where banded bees have been - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"

Tuck in the edges of the dark around the weary town - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"

The road away to the walls of Twilight Town - Miriam Clark Potter "Twilight Town"

Wander slow down the shadow street - Miriam Clark Potter "Twilight Town"

Fingers to their lips they lift - Miriam Clark Potter "Twilight Town"

The watchword there is Rest - Miriam Clark Potter "Twilight Town"

Come up with us in the pasture sky - Miriam Clark Potter "The Two Little Flocks"

Trying to fly with hard little feet for wings - Miriam Clark Potter "The Two Little Flocks"

Sheep of the earth and sheep of the sky - Miriam Clark Potter "The Two Little Flocks"

Round umbrella tops gleam among the falling drops - Miriam Clark Potter "Umbrellas"

We drop our stones upon the lake - Miriam Clark Potter "A Warning"

Swimming down below, where coolest peace prevails - Miriam Clark Potter "A Warning"

Reach to meet the coming breeze - Miriam Clark Potter "The Windmill Country"

To see the windmills drop their arms - Miriam Clark Potter "The Windmill Country"

To twinkle so on dark and windy nights - Miriam Clark Potter "The Yellow City Lights"

All magnificent, but cold and far away - Miriam Clark Potter "The Yellow City Lights"


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