n gentle eyes. Break, 0 brook, in bubbling laughter! Only half you copy after Her who came with morning sun,— Her who now is seven times one. Little morning-glory child,Bright as morn, as morning mild,Twine and wreathe thy fragile soul,—Delicate as the waves that rollHere in rainbows to my… … N~\
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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