kates, for Christmas and Santa Claus,Snow-houses and snow-men batteredat great loss. Down at the other endSits a poor girl with no friend.Say that you like me the best, boys !Say that I bring you the mostjoys! Oh, dear, does the see-saw go down?Do the icicles drip from mycrown ?Is the sun shining… … SEE-SAW. 29 II. -1 am up at the top ;The old fellow who froze you,Who rains, hails, and blows you,Is down in the valley bemoaningMy advent with sighing and groan-ing,I just touch the rills,Up spring daffodils ; —And the birds in a chorus togetherRejoice in the soft golden weather. Over the meadows…
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