Leonard, Julie. [from old catalog] · New York, Hurd and Houghton · leaf 28
|OME, my little tired child, Darkness like a curtain nowSlowly sinks oer grassy field,And the hill-tops brow.Soon the fair round moon will rise, Out the little stars will creep,And see our babys soft blue eyesCovered up with sleep. … BESSIES BABY. EAR little one, so sweet and pure,From every sin and passion free,What lines of goodness or of ill,Shall on thy stainless tablet be ?
Children's poetry
Internet Archive · Library of Congress · Public Domain Mark 1.0. Free to use for anything.
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