dle for Miss Dolly, with its arching top ;Trunks to hold her wardrobe, — shall we ever stop ?Now weve got enough toys weeks and weeks to last;They will please dear Dolly after flowers are past. When the chill winds whistle, and the snow-clouds float,And you see poor Burdock in his ragged coat,Do…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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