Greenaway, Kate, 1846-1901 · New York : Merrimack · leaf 27
heir curls were golden—their eyes were blue,And their voices were sweet as a silvery bell ; And four white birds around them Hew,But where they came from —-vho could tell ? Oh, who could tell ? for no one knew,And not a word could you hear them say. But the sound of their singing, like church bells… … .^w^ WHEN YOU AND WHEN you and IGrow up—Polly— I mean that you and me,Shall gc sailing in a big ship Right over all the sea.Well wait till we are older, For if we went to-day.You know that we might lose ourselves, And never find the way.
Children's poetry, English
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