head — The moon shone bright as day; Ill run through the town myself/ said he, And see if they all asleep can be — I think they are all at play ! Wee Willie Winkie — no shoes on his feet,No hat on his head — ran down the street, And he called at every lock : Are your babies asleep in their cradles… … Are your babies asleep? Are the robins and babies and rosies allAbed and asleep? he loud would call — If they are, Ill go too ! 182 WEE WILLIE WINKIE To Wee Willie Winkie, who loudly tappedAt the window-panes where the babies napped, A strange thing did befall;For the white-haired babies, the birds…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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