Herford, Oliver, 1863-1935 · New York, The Century Co. · leaf 105
\ - M Sl^^^ ^^^^ *^^ autumn sky,^ .±f Dark the clouds that hurried by; Aery rough the autumn breezeShouting rudely to the trees. -S?^^ .^ Listening, frightened, pale, and cold, Through the withered leaves and moldPeerd a violet all in dread — A\here, oh, where is spring ? she said. Sighed the… … What s this whispering ? roared the breeze, Hush : a violet! sobbed the trees, Thinks its spring —poor child, we fear She will die if she should hear! Softly stole the wind away, Tenderly he murmured, -Stay:To a late thrush on the wing, Stay with her one day and sing! Sang the thrush so sweet and…
Children's poetry, American
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