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  1. Little boy blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn. But where is the boy. Who looks after the sheep? He's under a haystack, Fast asleep. Source: The Dorling Kindersley Book of Nursery Rhymes (2000)

  2. May 13, 2011 · Little Boy Blue. Eugene Field 1850 (St. Louis) – 1895 (Chicago) Childhood. Love. War. The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new. And the soldier was passing fair,

  3. Little boy blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn. But where is the boy Who looks after the sheep? He's under a haystack, Fast asleep. Explore Little Blue Boy. 1 Interpretation of Little Boy Blue. 2 Structure of Little Boy Blue. 3 Poetic Techniques in Little Boy Blue. 4 Analysis of Little Boy Blue.

  4. Field's poem is about toys waiting on the shelf for their little owner who has toddled off to bed and died in his sleep. While on lecture tours, Field was almost invariably asked first to read this poem. He followed his success of "Little Boy Blue" with a tremendous outpouring of poetry.

  5. LITTLE BOY BLUE. by: Eugene Field (1850-1895) HE little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue.

  6. Little Boy Blue. The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new. And the soldier was passing fair, And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue. Kissed them and put them there.

  7. Little Boy Blue - Eugene Field | Poem Lake. The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket moulds in his hands.

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