Taylor. Down in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew,Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view. And yet it was a lovely flower,Its colors bright and fair! It might have graced a rosy bowerInstead of hiding there. Yet there it was content to bloom In modest tints… … THE STORY OF THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.TOLD ix PICTURES. THE HEART OF OAK BOOKS. 109
Nursery rhymes · Fairy tales
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