Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs In his night gown. Tapping at the window, Crying at the lock, …
Jack And Jill
Jack and Jill Went up the hill To fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down And broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after. Up Ja…
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twink…
Mary Had a Little Lamb
Mary had a little lamb, Little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And every where that Ma…
Gopabandhu Das : The Lode Star of Idealistic Journalism
Dr Priyadarshi Bahinipati From 1803 to 1866 Orissa presented a dismal picture in every sphere of activity. It was intellectually …
Pleasant Sounds
John Clare The rustling of leaves under the feet in woods and under hedges; The crumpling of cat-ice and snow down wood-rid…
Autumn Fires
Robert Louis Stevenson In the other gardens And all up in the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant …
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