Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 110
tell you how they look; But every hue of the wood they wear, And softest colors won from the air — Pale greens and browns and yellows andgrays, Mixed secretly by the nights and days. Some time youmay meet themon their round, Marching aboutthe mossy mound, Or sitting in rowsby the singingbrook; Then… … ft Then I would try to make you seeHow the quaint little people look to me.Their homes are so frail, when the winds come outAnd run on the roofs, they rock about,And swing this way and that, like weeds at play,Shy, all alone beside the summer way.It s a very, very hard thing to tellOf the wee, wee…
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