heir spicessweet; Thro the village sounded the Sabbath-bell,And the reverent people flocked down thestreet. Little Elizabeth, prim and pale,A decorous little Puritan maid, Walked soberly up the meeting-house hill,With a look on her face as if she prayed. Her catechism was in her hand, Unvexed was… … i Little Elizabeth prim and pale. As she soberly climbed the meeting-househill, With her pretty eyes cast meekly down. 27 ONCE UPON A TIME Little Elizabeth sat alone In the queer old-fashioned oaken pew,And earnestly on the parson bent Her modest, innocent eyes of blue. But, ah ! the sermon was…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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