e ruby-eyed thrush, the silver-tailedthrush, Who sat on a spray of a dry willow-bush?Why, dearie, its only a song, you know ! 175 ONCE UPON A TIME BUTTERCUP TALK. ILL hold the buttercup under your chinso, you fair little baby-o !Ah, you will love butter, day out and in, fortheres a gold light on… … ONCE UPON A TIME WEE WILLIE WINKIE HO, Willie Winkie, and hey, WillieWinkie! Now through the window there floats,All laden with cargoes of beautiful dreams,A fleet of poppy-boats. The stars, they are swimming like golden swans, And the moon, she has climbed the steep,And now through her silver…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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