Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 184
tender voice,Making all the vales rejoice? Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Iamb, Ill tell thee ; Little lamb, Ill tell thee:He is called by thy name,For He calls Himself a lamb.He is meek, and He is mild ;He became a little child :I a child, and thou a lamb,We are… … The two little hornsAre so sharp and so bright,I hope shell not grow any more. 166 THE NEW MOON. If I were up there, With yon and my friends,Id rock in it nicely, youd see ; Id sit in the middle And hold by both ends ;Oh, what a bright cradle twould be ! I would call to the stars To keep out of the…
Children's poetry
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