Sing-Song: A Nursery Rhyme Book

It is rare that a "real poet" writes poetry specifically for children, and when they do, they deserve notice. This book is quintessintially Victorian in tone, from the glorification of childhood to the obsession with death and dying. Sometimes, the results are either too morbid (there are half a dozen poems about dead babies or mommies in this book!) or too sacchrine, and some are simply pedestrian, but there are a number of truly charming and timeless poems that make this collection well worth it. It isn't Robert Louis Stevenson, but it's worth it, nevertheless!