Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 361
hy grows in the tangle tallBetween the road and the gray stone wall;From its long green stalks upreaching highIts long green fingers point to the sky ;And some turn purple, and some look tannedTo a ruddy brown, like a sunburned hand. Bending and beckoning, to and fro, As the breeze runs by through… … Timothy goes where the blown grass bows, Sturdily trudging behind the cows; His hard little feet are red and bare, And his brown face laughs neath his tow-white hair.As blue are his round eyes, boyish-quick,As the ripe blue benies he stops to pick;And his few front teeth are sharp and small,Like…
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