with such care;No pleasure can I eer enjoy,Till she my pleasure share. How silly now seems our dispute,JS^ot one of us she knows;How pale she looks, how hard she breathesPoor pretty little Kose ! Jane Taylor NEVER PLAY WITH FIKE My pra3^ers I said, I went to bed. And soon I fell asleep:But soon I… … A shout so loud came from the crowd Arouud, above, below;And in the street the neighbours meet, Who would the matter know. iN^ow, down the stairs run threes and pairsEnough to break their bones; The firemen swear, the engines tearAnd thunder oer the stones. The roof and wall, and stair and all, And…
Nursery rhymes
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