Ives, Sarah Noble, 1864-1944 · New York : R.H. Russell · leaf 24
ut I stayed down in the soft new hay, And the sun crept in thro a yellow chink, And a long beam found me out where I lay,And tickled my eyes till it made them blink. 20 The dust-motes circled and whirled and danced,And my pillow was soft and warm and deep, And the hay smelled sweet, and it somehow… … 21
Children's poetry, American
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