as could be, in their spencers of gold, But Miss Caterpillar, how funny of her,She hurried along in her mantle of fur.There were big bugs in. plenty, and gnats great and small, A very hard matter to mention them all.And what did they do ? Why they sported and sang,Till all the green wood with their… … QOOD-JNIQHT, GOOD-NIGHT ! said the plough to the weary old horse; And Dobbin responded, Good-night!Then with Tom on his back to the farmhouse he turned,With a feeling of quiet delight. HOME SONGS. 97 Good-night! said the ox, with a comical bow,As he turned from the heavy old cart; */ Which laughed…
Children's poetry
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