Herford, Oliver, 1863-1935 · New York, The Century Co. · leaf 115
delight Play away with all their might, Feeling very justly i)roud That the elves applaud so loud. Now the sun is getnng low.And the elves to bed must goEre the sleepy flowers closeIn whose petals they repose;For if they were late they mightHave to stay outside all night.So the last good-byes are…
Children's poetry, American
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