Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 395
ook my card-caseAnd came to visit you. You re fond of company, I know : You smile so at the sun,And when the winds go romping past, You bow to every one.How you should ever know them all, I m sure I can not tell;But when I come again, I hope You 11 know me just as well. I love you, Lady Golden-Rod… … oh, here s mamma! How tall you are, dear Golden-Rod ! You re taller most than 1 :I can not grow so very fast, Although I try and try.Oh, heres Mamma, dear Golden-Rod! I 11 ask her please to stop ;And she shall say which one of us Comes highest at the top. The lovely Lady Golden-Rod ! She surely…
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