Taylor, Jane, 1783-1824, Taylor, Ann, 1782-1866 · Philadelphia : T. Ash · leaf 123
wn brittle and dry:And tis an unkindness I bitterly feel, To be turnd out of doors on a dunghill to die! 106 ORIGINAL POEMS, I crawld to the kitchen, with pitiful moan,And showd my poor ribs, that were cutting my skin; And lookd at my master, and beggd for a bone,But he said I was dirty, and must… … THE POND. THERE was a round pond, and a pretty pond too,About it white daisies and butter-flowrs grew,And dark weeping willows, that stoopd to the ground,Dippd in their long branches and shaded it round. A party of ducks to this pond would repair,To feast on the green water-weeds that grew there…
Children's poetry, English
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