I am a little boy, living in the country, and I am nine years old. I get up in the mo…

I am the handle of the cross-bar of a bell-crank, on the upper end of which is fixed a small piece of metal that projects through the pavement of a street, and on the lower end of…

I am a spirit that has left the body, And hover o'er the earth, Where the scenes of my former life are passed in review.