Cox, Palmer, 1840-1924 · New York, The Century co · leaf 41
boiling rage it goesAnd neither sense nor pity shows,But jumps around in manner dread,As if to find another bed. If at the first the world was plannedTo have a greater stretch of land,And less expanse of treacherous sea.It would have better suited me.Another said, My friend, I fearSuch carping wont… … It may be suffering of the frame,Or of the mind, t is all the same.You cant through foreign countries roamAnd have the comforts of a home ;You cant lie under leafy treesAnd at the same time sail the seas.Too late you rave of grass and flower;Now that you re in old Neptunes powerYou 11 more…
Children's poetry
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