ON THE WAT TO GRANDMAS. She sings softly as she walks.And right royally she feels, With her parasol outspread,And her kitten at her heels. She fondly hugs her dollie,She flirts her palm-leaf fan, And gives the boxwood borderA half-suspectful scan. Ah, good-morning, Mr. Gobbler ! And good-morning,… … ^~A$LpA£.rcL~ AT BEDTIME. 0 Sleepy-man, Sleepy-man, why do you stayIn the Islands of Slumber, far, far away ?0 Sleepy-man, Sleepy-man, hasten alongWith your tingle and jingle and lullaby song!Come from your home, far out on the sea,And play a sweet tune to baby and me.Two little hands, so weary…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
Internet Archive · Library of Congress · Public Domain Mark 1.0. Free to use for anything.
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