through the eve-ning hours,He awoke from their slumbers all. And everything that was little and sweetCame trooping out on the moonlit street, All crying out with glee ;And through the streets of the silent townWith Wee Willie Winkie ran up and down, As merry as they could be. Wee Willie Winkie… … WEE WILLIE W/NKIE Cooing babies, and bleating lambsStealing away from their sleeping dams, Behind him ambled and crept;Singing treetoads and katydids,Robin red-breasts and frolicsome kids, Flew and hopped and leaped ; And the gay little Prince was there, ofcourse, Prancing along on his…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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