Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 527
d all of the rhymesI have sung from my picture-book dozens oftimes.Sing. I must sing to my dear dolly, sing.And tell her the stories of everything. Slumber, my dolly ! I ll tell you to-nightOf trees that are blossoming rosy and white,Of brooks where the ripples of brown water run,And tinkle like… … The summer is green and the winter is white.There is sunshine by day and starshine at night;The stars are so many it cannot be told;The moon is of silver, but they are of gold;The clouds are like ships, and the sky like the sea, Only turned upside down over dolly and me. Sing, I must sing to my…
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