Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 446
He said withstare andstony glare, T is the finesthouse I veseen. TO LET. 921 : But duty, pray, is in the way;To linger might not do,For Fridays dish might not be fish,Should I remain with you. The small man sighed and nearly cried, Till he saw a mermaid fair,Who sat all day, in blinding spray,… … The rocks are cold, the waves are bold, The passers-by are few ;Then come, I pray, and do not stay, There s plenty of room for two. The mermaid gay, as she looked that way, Said, Lonely it must beFor one to dwell in a house of shell At the bottom of the sea. It s plainly damp, you have no lamp, And…
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