Greenaway, Kate, 1846-1901 · London ; New York : F. Warne · leaf 14
nd there they sit, all in a row,Waiting till the others come,To begin to have some fun. To them a little hard is Fate,Yet better early than too late ;Fancy getting there forlorn,With the tea and cake all gone. Hark ! the bell rings sharp and clear,Other little friends appear ;And no longer all… … WHEN WE WENT OUT WITH GRANDMAMMA. When we went out with Grandmamma-Mamma said for a treat— Oh; dear, how stiff we had to walkAs we went down the street. One on each side we had to go,And never laugh or loll; I carried Prim, her Spaniard dog.And Tom—her parasol. 15
Greenaway, Kate, 1846-1901 · Children's poetry, English · English poetry
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