Who is Clara Doty Bates

Clara Doty Bates (December 22, 1838 – October 14, 1895) was an American author. She was well known as a writer and published a number of volumes of poetry and juvenile literature. Many of these works were illustrated, the designs being furnished by her sister. Her work was published in St. Nicholas Magazine, The Youth's Companion, Golden Days for Boys and Girls, Wide Awake, Godey's Lady's Book, and Peterson's Magazine. During the World's Columbian Exposition, she had charge of the Children's Building.

Contents Early years and education Clara Doty was born in Ann Arbor, Michiga...
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Clara Doty Bates Poems

  • Baby's Trotting Song

    Come, see how the ladies ride,
    All so pretty, all so gay, ...
  • The Babes In The Wood
    Come, list to my story,
    More sorry, by far,
    To her who must tell it,
    And you who will hear it, ...
  • John S. Crow
    All alone in the field
    Stands John S. Crow;
    And a curious sight is he,
    With his head of tow, ...
  • Camping Out
    Dame Spider had spun herself lank and thin
    With trying to take her neighbors in;
    Grasshopper had traveled so far and so fast
    That he found he must give up at last; ...
  • Hickory Dickory Dock
    Tick-Tack! tick-tack!
    This way, that way, forward, back,
    Swings the pendulum to and fro,
    Always regular, always slow. ...
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