Miller, Lida Brooks. [from old catalog] · Chicago, Philadelphia and Stockton, L. P. Miller & co. · leaf 242
I saw him give a push,Then gaily scamper away as he spied A face peep over the bush. But what he pushed, or where he went, I could not well make out,On account of the thicket of bending boughs, That bordered the place about. The little villain has stoned a cat. Or hung it upon a limb.And left it to… … IN THE SWING. 240 LETTING THE OLD CAT DIE. Her bright hair floated to and fro, Her little red dress flashed by,But the liveliest thing of all, I thought, Was the gleam of her laughing eye. Swinging and swaying back and forth With the rose-light in her face.She seemed like a bird and a flower in…
Children's songs · Kindergarten
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