now whitens the hill-sides,And violets sprinkle the ground.O-ka-lee! O-ka-lee! Envy me ? Envy me ? I cannot sing all I would like to. My wife says, i Be still as a mouse !9But I do just dote on this willow,And I dreadfully hate keeping house.O-ka-lee ! O-ka-lee !Pity me ? Pity me ? We redwings are… … FLUFFYDOWNS JOURNEY. Nay, father Browny said; let me go; The way is long, and your wings are small.Fluffydown, tossing her head, said, No; You must stay near, for the birdlings call. She bathed her breast in the morning dew,And preened her wings with dainty care; Away from the tall tree-tops she…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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