THECOFFEE SLIPS … XXIX WHENEER I fragrant coffee drinkI on the generous Frenchman think,Whose noble perseverance boreThe tree to Martinicos shore.While yet her colony was new,Her island products but a few,Two shoots from off a coffee-treeHe carried with him oer the sea.Each little tender coffee-slipHe waters daily…
Children's poetry, English
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