ad gathered some pinks and rosebuds, when her mammaheard her sobbing and crying. What is the matter, Patty ? asked mamma, in alarm. See, said Patty, my prettiest flower has got some wings, andhas flown away ! Then mamma smiled and took Patty in her arms and kissedher. She told her that in the… … BESS. Bess plucked me a rose From her own little garden; Oh, my failing she knows ! Bess plucked me a rose As white as blown snows When they glitter and harden; Bess plucked me a rose From her own little garden. Besss face is so white, Like a blossom in Maytime ; Though her cheeks are pink quite,…
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