Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian), 1805-1875 · London : G. Bell · leaf 128
OR, THE DUSTMitS. * How many, many hours I think on thee, My own dear Hialmar, still my pride and joy!How have I hung delighted over thee,Kissing thy rosy cheeks, my darling boy ! Thy first low accents it was mine to hear,To-day my farewell words to thee shall fly. Oh ! may the Lord thy shield be… … Wednesday. Oh, how the rain was pouring down! Hialmar could hearit even in his sleep, and when the Dustman opened the windowthe water came in upon the ledge; there was quite a lake infront of the house, and on it a splendid ship. Will you sail with me, little Hialmar ? said the Dust-man; if you…
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