hat is this ? he said ; Then he lifted the childrens bundle,And For the Brownie, read. The tears came into his weary eyes : Now if this be done, said he, Somewhere in the world perhaps there isA place for you and me ! Then the bundle he opened softly : This is childrens tender thought; Their own… … Oh, children, theres never a BrownieThat sorry, uncanny thing ; 71 ONCE UPON A TIME But nearest and next are the homelessWhen the Christmas joy-bells ring. Loud laughed the little daughter, As she gathered the toys in her gown : 44 Oh, father, this oak is my Christmas-tree,And my present has fallen…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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