learner does not failTo echo soft the strain. A burst of melody Wild, rapturous, and long.A thousand airy runs and trillsLike drops from overflowing rills, — The vanquished pupils song Breaks into laughter sweet. And does her master chide!Nay; little Ethels music-roomIs mid the sunny gardens bloom,… … NINE YEAES OLD. THE BABY-BROTHER. Again she sits and sings alone, While red the lingering daylight dies.The busy little hands are still, And gravely sweet the downcast eyes.Oh, lulla-lullaby!n But in the cradle at her side No doll with cheeks of faded red Lies, wrapped so soft in robes of snow, —A…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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