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quadgram	frequency
by the side of	20
he worried about it	18
rock me to sleep	17
the sun is up	17
and he worried about	16
drank my last glass	16
the side of the	15
let us be kind	14
book of joyous children	13
the book of joyous	13
it seems to me	13
down around the river	12
the days gone by	12
south wind and the	11
wind and the sun	11
up and down the	11
the south wind and	11
side of the road	11
the top of the	11
the hills of habersham	11
house by the side	11
when the teacher gets	10
over the hill to	10
the valleys of hall	10
the face of the	10
the hill to the	10
on the sunny side	10
in these lonesome ribs	10
corner of her eye	9
bingen on the rhine	9
rider of the knee	9
by permission of the	9
to hold in fee	9
the cat to die	9
hill to the poor	9
in the midst of	9
the song of the	9
the heart of the	9
mortgage on the farm	9
the corner of her	9
fer the cat to	9
i have drank my	9
have drank my last	9
ye have but my	8
the teacher gets cross	8
where the west begins	8
on the other side	8
the moo cow moo	8
the house by the	8
for auld lang syne	8
to go to school	8
the flag of england	8
boy lives on our	8
the head of bran	8
the boy lives on	8
who won the war	8
on the road to	8
lives on our farm	8
way across the orchard	8
permission of the author	8
sweet way across the	8
a rendezvous with death	8
the tongue of jagai	8
and what is so	8
the little boy he	8
curfew must not ring	7
when the cows come	7
under the sod and	7
that rules the world	7
from the corner of	7
hand that rules the	7
every one of you	7
i thought of the	7
there was not a	7
have a rendezvous with	7
got to go to	7
i have a rendezvous	7
the good moolly cow	7
sod and the dew	7
the sod and the	7
at break of day	7
no boy knows when	7
the old red cradle	7
waiting the judgment day	7
lips that touch liquor	7
the cows come home	7
must not ring to	7
i know not what	7
out of the sky	7
poems teachers ask for	7
the road to mandalay	7
to be a soldier	6
he goes to sleep	6
in the heart of	6
again with water that	6
the lips that touch	6
by permission of messrs	6
and through the wood	6
stormy winds do blow	6
i wish i were	6
water that is past	6
i got to go	6
out to old aunt	6
never grind again with	6
of the road and	6
the brave days of	6
give them the flowers	6
will never grind again	6
the light of the	6
want to be a	6
two kinds of people	6
to the top of	6
and the young man	6
liquor must never touch	6
when father carves the	6
the happy little cripple	6
and you and you	6
the rivers of france	6
i want to be	6
the way you look	6
boy knows when he	6
the banner of the	6
with water that is	6
them the flowers now	6
the bonnet of bonny	6
nen the little boy	6
where hate should die	6
are all with thee	6
of you won the	6
the night before christmas	6
father carves the duck	6
the nine little goblins	6
the mill will never	6
the stormy winds do	6
the light goes out	6
grind again with water	6
land of beginning again	6
which shall it be	6
knows when he goes	6
you won the war	6
wish to hold in	6
alone with my conscience	6
the hand that rules	6
wind of the sea	6
with all his might	6
i sit in the	6
the best of all	6
the sound of a	6
bonnet of bonny dundee	6
shall be tied to	6
what shall i do	6
land where hate should	6
touch liquor must never	6
brave days of old	6
where go the children	6
thank god for the	6
git the little boy	6
banner of the free	6
want to go to	6
i want to go	6
when he goes to	6
in the brave days	6
on the top of	6
in the depths of	6
one of you won	6
towser shall be tied	6
casey at the bat	6
when the light goes	6
that touch liquor must	6
must never touch mine	6
mill will never grind	6
you and you and	5
even this shall pass	5
what is the flag	5
sit on a cushion	5
is life worth living	5
for billy and me	5
the depths of the	5
and the barber kept	5
gaze in the fire	5
in the middle of	5
the land where hate	5
boy stood on the	5
kingdom by the sea	5
the cradle is the	5
starry flower of liberty	5
if all the skies	5
on fair kirkconnell lea	5
hill from the poor	5
the weaver makes his	5
when autumn shakes the	5
the middle of the	5
stood on the burning	5
in the silence and	5
the land of beginning	5
to go to morrow	5
from the good moolly	5
the rider of the	5
over the hill from	5
for the hand that	5
the honour of bristol	5
i were where helen	5
sew a fine seam	5
and sew a fine	5
trouble trouble till trouble	5
me how to woo	5
hame fain wad i	5
sit in the silence	5
on board of the	5
cows come slowly home	5
in the land of	5
is the land where	5
he looked like a	5
by the light of	5
cradle is the hand	5
never trouble trouble till	5
the gallant three hundred	5
time of clearer twitterings	5
fer the raggedy man	5
asleep at the switch	5
milk from the good	5
the way for billy	5
way for billy and	5
the three little kittens	5
weaver makes his shuttle	5
the river and through	5
is the flag of	5
was aware of his	5
cushion and sew a	5
is the hand that	5
a visit from st	5
the patter of the	5
he was aware of	5
the barber kept on	5
ambulance down in the	5
and you from the	5
he who has the	5
the hill from the	5
the silence and gaze	5
once on a time	5
he goes through the	5
trouble till trouble troubles	5
were where helen lies	5
that rocks the cradle	5
over the river and	5
the shade of the	5
came to rob him	5
river and through the	5
this is the land	5
fain wad i be	5
my house by the	5
on a cushion and	5
and be a friend	5
it is a pleasant	5
the midst of the	5
and this is the	5
till trouble troubles me	5
frolic in the snow	5
barber kept on shaving	5
i never trouble trouble	5
better than gold is	5
and gaze in the	5
the end of a	5
and he looked like	5
silence and gaze in	5
the squirtgun uncle maked	5
rocks the cradle is	5
the head of the	5
the cows are coming	5
as i sit in	5
cows are coming home	5
on the burning deck	5
who has the vision	5
down in the valley	5
autumn shakes the rambo	5
and greta woods are	5
this shall pass away	5
a cushion and sew	5
tell me how to	5
the heart of a	5
the cows come slowly	5
sing you a song	5
lee and willie grey	5
squirtgun uncle maked me	5
let me live in	5
but i go on	5
is a pleasant day	5
the boy stood on	5
for i never trouble	5
is it worth while	5
was a little boy	5
i wonder if they	5
the starry flower of	5
one pair of stockings	5
hand that rocks the	5
pair of stockings to	5
katie lee and willie	5
come back to me	5
the hand that rocks	5
hail the banner of	4
the spirit of mortal	4
i heard on the	4
summer or winter or	4
but no boy knows	4
where are the galleons	4
gone to the colors	4
the pleasant isle of	4
the breath of the	4
to see what was	4
for it is there	4
into the hands of	4
life is worth living	4
knightly rider of the	4
the wind and the	4
rode the six hundred	4
of east and west	4
but what have we	4
why should the spirit	4
his wise old head	4
the leaves of the	4
join the brimming river	4
know not what thou	4
work thou for pleasure	4
at the close of	4
men may come and	4
the flag of the	4
shall i tell you	4
bird with a broken	4
be a friend to	4
house by the road	4
road and be a	4
by the rio grande	4
a friend to man	4
showed me the hole	4
a year and a	4
kid has gone to	4
home they brought her	4
we et out on	4
tasks are all ended	4
when i think of	4
the wunks is got	4
the mortgage on the	4
christmas day in the	4
spirit of mortal be	4
of mortal be proud	4
day by day the	4
the boughs of the	4
song of the sea	4
fell an april shower	4
thinkest the price be	4
leak in the dike	4
lessons and tasks are	4
the gift of the	4
for men may come	4
where did you get	4
till he was aware	4
has gone to the	4
and his clothes were	4
winter or spring or	4
others call it god	4
gift of the gab	4
have taken the oath	4
breaking waves dashed high	4
i could hear the	4
and the heart of	4
flow to join the	4
poems our readers have	4
lives in the lane	4
ones gather around me	4
we are they whose	4
i have held it	4
shade of the apple	4
in the house of	4
the breast of the	4
and all day long	4
board of the arethusa	4
and fell on the	4
but the mare like	4
end of a perfect	4
he showed me the	4
i can see it	4
she was a phantom	4
all snug in their	4
how to woo thee	4
ballad of east and	4
of the hills of	4
i am the flag	4
i can tell of	4
the coppenter man said	4
a troop of the	4
fort bukloh as fast	4
you like the best	4
or spring or fall	4
the eyes of the	4
then hail the banner	4
if you can take	4
when the old man	4
and the other four	4
a ballad of the	4
the little ones gather	4
the galleons of spain	4
black eyes and brown	4
the birds and the	4
am the flag of	4
readers have asked for	4
and closed his eyes	4
she turns up her	4
down by the rio	4
may come and men	4
harp that once through	4
not what thou art	4
troop of the guides	4
the mare like a	4
greta woods are green	4
then up and spoke	4
the top of a	4
of a perfect day	4
the funny little fellow	4
you hoeing your row	4
oath of the brother	4
the roar of the	4
knows whatever will become	4
out in the fields	4
band begins to play	4
at the sound of	4
came out of the	4
breathes there the man	4
and tasks are all	4
a phantom of delight	4
makes his shuttle hither	4
to my ain countrie	4
thou thinkest the price	4
in the days gone	4
hey nony nony no	4
it may be that	4
the place where the	4
the road and be	4
spoke not a word	4
night and be kissed	4
riding on the rail	4
the shadow of the	4
are the galleons of	4
with nobody in it	4
i listen to the	4
the blood of the	4
when papa was a	4
far out on the	4
rain on the roof	4
come and men may	4
in the light of	4
et out on the	4
in the house by	4
which do you like	4
i shall miss the	4
i could see the	4
whatever will become of	4
from morn till night	4
the lessons and tasks	4
are you hoeing your	4
was a phantom of	4
the feet of the	4
at the foot of	4
the band begins to	4
old red cradle rocked	4
shuttle to and fro	4
a hundred years ago	4
i want to hear	4
forty flags with their	4
building of the ship	4
the old oaken bucket	4
there fell an april	4
day in the workhouse	4
taken the oath of	4
the quangle wangle quee	4
little ones gather around	4
do you like the	4
in this kingdom by	4
and deep and wide	4
in my house by	4
white as the snow	4
come fill up my	4
or winter or spring	4
this kingdom by the	4
like the best of	4
walrus and the carpenter	4
song of the shirt	4
goes through the town	4
snug in their beds	4
queen summer or winter	4
as white as the	4
there was a boy	4
bukloh as fast as	4
of brave lord willoughby	4
i go on forever	4
if thou thinkest the	4
live in my house	4
when he goes through	4
they brought her warrior	4
our readers have asked	4
out on the porch	4
my ship comes in	4
they have taken the	4
as shuts the rose	4
sighing like a furnace	4
the breaking waves dashed	4
when the lessons and	4
to join the brimming	4
and men may go	4
as i have held	4
the men who are	4
his shuttle to and	4
o the days gone	4
how did you die	4
house with nobody in	4
singing soft and low	4
should the spirit of	4
and the glory of	4
rock thee to sleep	4
the night was dark	4
when evening is come	4
is worth living still	4
and west is west	4
for the dear ones	4
curfew shall not ring	4
to bid me good	4
brought her warrior dead	4
the oath of the	4
the isles of greece	4
er tan do re	4
and others call it	4
i like to watch	4
private of the buffs	4
my wondering eyes should	3
with our angel gabriel	3
in my hand or	3
i like the way	3
and in the dust	3
be with us yet	3
for he knows the	3
the children in the	3
the river of time	3
page poems our readers	3
have ye na heard	3
was dressed all in	3
he was chubby and	3
the minister ter tea	3
what do you think	3
drew in my head	3
you guess it is	3
up in the tree	3
where it goes when	3
ends of the earth	3
his team gave a	3
the rose will fade	3
them wuz the best	3
the nice nest i	3
men to raise the	3
there is neither east	3
young foxes in it	3
with a laugh of	3
he would not go	3
his voice no longer	3
hear the voice of	3
the soul of the	3
is out with twenty	3
i had nothing to	3
to be a baker	3
called them by name	3
the tramp of thousands	3
comes to our house	3
twenty men to raise	3
and the nice nest	3
his clothes were all	3
with his face to	3
no one came to	3
will know the reason	3
to raise the border	3
till earth and sky	3
when i saw him	3
the harp that once	3
i will blow you	3
children of our town	3
how the cages jolted	3
up to the house	3
so give them the	3
and i laughed when	3
the owl and the	3
non ti scordar di	3
and this was the	3
and the dimples goes	3
plainly and more plainly	3
the thing you do	3
nose like a cherry	3
gave quick the consent	3
the web and woof	3
great big black things	3
his finger aside of	3
as fast as he	3
thou shalt not wash	3
do you know you	3
jamesy on the slack	3
to his team gave	3
on the shores of	3
peeled off the bark	3
winter without and warmth	3
worth while that we	3
i went into a	3
laughed when i saw	3
up the chimney he	3
you and enough for	3
the coursers they flew	3
the bells of ostend	3
all things bright and	3
when my ship comes	3
was two great big	3
as a romping boy	3
a king might wish	3
peddler just opening his	3
other four good district	3
his face to the	3
mouth was drawn up	3
from the ends of	3
said it was so	3
dreams in his wise	3
a peddler just opening	3
that little tin soldier	3
the shores of tennessee	3
the boy with the	3
good enough for me	3
the other side of	3
with ashes and soot	3
rich in the child	3
uncle used to know	3
to the cool spring	3
he had a broad	3
the lamps are lit	3
come from the ends	3
out of the west	3
on the lawn there	3
knew in a moment	3
face to face with	3
that ever was fought	3
on a stern and	3
jane jones she honestly	3
had nothing to dread	3
but sit on a	3
i can see the	3
weaver at his loom	3
flag of our country	3
but not like the	3
sabre in my hand	3
at the bar of	3
our brains for a	3
the flag is passing	3
just settled our brains	3
out of the hills	3
without and warmth within	3
eagles his coursers they	3
bivouac of the dead	3
toys he had flung	3
how are you hoeing	3
nen the old bear	3
the bumblebee the boy	3
i know not where	3
childish dreams in his	3
i thought i heard	3
once again he cried	3
flag and my flag	3
bravest battle that ever	3
the page poems our	3
close round her neck	3
of all that ends	3
down out of the	3
the childish dreams in	3
meet with an obstacle	3
the men in the	3
dressed all in fur	3
day on me she	3
men in the road	3
are many clouds but	3
filled all the stockings	3
and we are the	3
i have a little	3
and a twist of	3
in the land where	3
in chorus cheers and	3
the man of the	3
is a sort of	3
here and there a	3
sleigh full of toys	3
going to the wars	3
and plainly and more	3
aside of his nose	3
a moment on the	3
the dimples goes in	3
he peeled off the	3
time to go to	3
and sin no more	3
flag is passing by	3
nor yet feed the	3
the old man died	3
it might be a	3
lars porsena of clusium	3
head to his foot	3
will rock thee to	3
little town of bethlehem	3
ti scordar di me	3
valley of death rode	3
might wish to hold	3
i was born on	3
of stockings to mend	3
one of the most	3
he had flung on	3
with a smile on	3
more rapid than eagles	3
with wave and whirlwind	3
little flag in the	3
brains for a long	3
let me tell you	3
i asked of echo	3
in the amen corner	3
go again when the	3
is the name of	3
in the valleys of	3
from the meadows rich	3
when out on the	3
asked for the costliest	3
a house that has	3
see what was the	3
when i heard a	3
down by a storm	3
nen when billy fighted	3
corn fer the raggedy	3
your flag and my	3
the discoverer of the	3
long afore i knowed	3
and some of the	3
shawls about their heads	3
threw up the sash	3
brink of wild brook	3
raise the border side	3
peck on the winder	3
there was a little	3
not a drum was	3
we patter along in	3
should auld acquaintance be	3
the jaws of death	3
straight to his work	3
for this is the	3
way we tread on	3
none but the brave	3
the valley of death	3
the shades of night	3
went straight to his	3
the house with nobody	3
his droll little mouth	3
up from the meadows	3
setting of the sun	3
the bird with a	3
the breath of a	3
why you rock so	3
shall never hear her	3
fair bingen on the	3
like the down of	3
and here and there	3
in hopes that st	3
i knew in a	3
the knee down around	3
i shall leave the	3
o tell me how	3
when two strong men	3
the best times ever	3
the prancing and pawing	3
drawn up like a	3
could i but know	3
who stole four eggs	3
o little town of	3
come out of the	3
a smile on her	3
and one by one	3
the strangest you ever	3
on the side that	3
of the knee down	3
hand or a little	3
the battle of the	3
mount to the sky	3
guess it is i	3
boy and girl of	3
and away they all	3
while visions of sugar	3
the battle rages loud	3
the terror of the	3
lord god of hosts	3
the kid has gone	3
i went to sea	3
high the bowl with	3
and filled all the	3
eyes with misty light	3
than you or i	3
wilt thou be mine	3
this strange eventful history	3
snarling in the middle	3
with a broken pinion	3
was born on the	3
me to know i	3
what shall i say	3
out with twenty men	3
if that one ship	3
prancing and pawing of	3
when i consider how	3
too high for me	3
battle rages loud and	3
to put up a	3
in the window there	3
good district fathers gave	3
wite close round her	3
hung by the chimney	3
wondering eyes should appear	3
the touch of a	3
up and down in	3
i love my prairies	3
and feast upon strawberries	3
down to the river	3
stole four eggs i	3
bonnets of bonny dundee	3
like to be a	3
laugh at all disaster	3
the shawls about their	3
the great white throne	3
to my wondering eyes	3
first the infant in	3
not like the one	3
and gave him a	3
morrow and come back	3
i in my cap	3
man said a wicked	3
his dimples how merry	3
more than two hundred	3
soon gave me to	3
what shall we do	3
my light is spent	3
but i heard him	3
man of the people	3
lost ther chance to	3
and sky stand presently	3
or a musket on	3
wink of his eye	3
plant we in this	3
down the chimney st	3
world is full of	3
let me walk with	3
before the wild hurricane	3
on the dusty road	3
house not a creature	3
color in the wheat	3
not a funeral note	3
droll little mouth was	3
away to the window	3
you rock so slow	3
lean and slender maidenhood	3
the pride of the	3
up like a bow	3
nicholas soon would be	3
who lives in the	3
strong men stand face	3
it goes when the	3
and gone to glory	3
in silence and in	3
clothes were all tarnished	3
the beautiful annabel lee	3
and do you think	3
and to all a	3
the bonnets of bonny	3
held tight in his	3
of the bonnet of	3
i shall never hear	3
as well as i	3
the cages jolted past	3
i tell you where	3
to go to the	3
i came to the	3
looked like a peddler	3
of the king of	3
dear little flag in	3
musket on my shoulder	3
to rock me to	3
ends this strange eventful	3
they all flew like	3
stump of a pipe	3
as i drew in	3
rages loud and long	3
bed to see what	3
up through the floor	3
robbers came to rob	3
hear the tramp of	3
at his loom is	3
a moment it must	3
shoot the little boy	3
on the breast of	3
in a moment it	3
two great big black	3
the bravest battle that	3
but there is neither	3
are things of the	3
while kate picks by	3
the house not a	3
for it is a	3
to know i had	3
and laying his finger	3
pride of battery b	3
the infant in its	3
of each little hoof	3
quick the consent that	3
a song of the	3
of the beautiful annabel	3
boy of mission ridge	3
flung on his back	3
but went straight to	3
me in the winder	3
it when the light	3
laying his finger aside	3
that old kitchen floor	3
danced in their heads	3
from side to side	3
the king of spain	3
in spite of my	3
face to the foe	3
of the crumpetty tree	3
mow where i keep	3
to go again when	3
his head like a	3
me live in my	3
nicholas came with a	3
but a miniature sleigh	3
glories of our birth	3
the stockings were hung	3
he bowed his head	3
a noble deed is	3
that our fathers have	3
how my light is	3
by the blood of	3
a little round belly	3
those who love me	3
and i thought of	3
he has called him	3
of a pipe he	3
tarnished with ashes and	3
on the edge of	3
where the feet of	3
toll for the brave	3
afore i knowed who	3
open the shutters and	3
the voice of god	3
yet was a springtime	3
called him forty marchmen	3
of death rode the	3
send us a little	3
the flower of liberty	3
owl and the pussy	3
the kindly country people	3
the bravest man in	3
here in my room	3
from the shawls about	3
auld acquaintance be forgot	3
first thing you know	3
throws his shuttle to	3
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train that goes to	2
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grow big and bright	2
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to the child julia	2
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me more manly and	2
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of god in disguise	2
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daughter of the voice	2
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illustration where go the	2
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years old first songs	2
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kamal upon her back	2
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when george the third	2
all the starry spheres	2
why the weaver makes	2
fine store like his	2
discoverer of the north	2
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anchors of thy hope	2
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as he turned his	2
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the green palm tree	2
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papa was a little	2
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of all in frederick	2
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her fourscore years and	2
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willoughby and the honour	2
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in the woods to	2
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the voice that called	2
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man going a lone	2
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sheet nor in shroud	2
as she can be	2
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ressaldar when i am	2
o born in days	2
is singing to them	2
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of the naughty brier	2
pictures by jessie willcox	2
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to breast the sea	2
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flower leaning in the	2
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that i can do	2
the babe she bore	2
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by edmund vance cooke	2
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to speak a piece	2
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