Graded Memory Selections - Various

I will not steal it away;

I am old! you may trust me, linnet, linnet,—

I am seven times one to-day!

—Jean Ingelow.

God bless the little stockings all over the land to-night

Hung in the choicest corners, in the glory of crimson light.

The tiny scarlet stockings, with a hole in the heel and toe,

Worn by the wonderful journeys that the darlings have to go.

And Heaven pity the children, wherever their homes may be,