e people laugh,And stare at my gift and me ? Like the Maid at her Son, in the Altar-piece,So loving she looked, and mild : Because, dear heart, of all that you met,Not one was a little child. O thou who art grieving at Christmas-tide, The lesson is meant for thee ;That thou mayst get Christs… … ONCE UPON A TIME Her best blue ribbons fluttered gay, and shehad some calling-cards of her own — Long, long ago, the people cried, Thererides the sweet little Arabella, She goes for to make a wedding-call, to-day,on the Prince and Cinderella ! KATY-DID — KATY-DIDNT. WHO was Katy, who was she,That…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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