Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 237
ew leaves clung to the tree-tops, But those were old and brown;And the winter breeze shook the snowy trees, And blew the dead leaves down. I gathered a bunch of ivy-leaves, Still bright with autumns glow;I picked a cluster of berries red, All sprinkled with feathery snow. I reached the hillabove…
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