Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 115
appy call : Praise the Lord, who loveth all, Night and day, Little May. Mrs. Miller, o>*=;c FREDDIE AND THE CHERRY-TREE. REDDIE saw some fine ripe cherriesHanging on a cherry-tree,And he said, * Yon pretty cherries,Will vou not come down to me? Thank you, kindly, said a cherry ; Wc would rather… … THE TREE. ^^ Catch me, said the cherry, ^catch me, Little master, if you can.—•• 1 would catch you soon, said Freddie, •Tf I were a grown-up man. Freddie jumped, and tried to reach it. Standing high upon his toes;But the cherry bobbed about. And laughed, and tickled Freddies nose. Never mind, said…
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