Hamill, Katharine Forrest · New York, Platt & Peck Co · leaf 87
i: How the room kept spinning round you, how the ache grew in your head !For the moment, it seemed almost good to die,Oh, surely—you were thinking—it were better you were deadAs the shame of all youd done passed slowly by. Then there came the happiest mo-ment that your life had ever known,Hard at… … A Favor Some nights mother lets us stay up, And oh ! we have such fun ;At other times we are sent to bed As soon as suppers done.But on these special nights, why then We dont go until eight,—Wish we could do it all the time, Im sure its not so late. 9 Granddaddy Some fellows would rather be…
Children's poetry, American
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