Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and ReligionOtis Henry Tiffany Hubbard Bros., 1883 - Всего страниц: 912 |
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... dear ! the baby's waking ! Hush , baby dear ! there , hush - sh - sh ! I wish he'd sleep a little , ' Till I could run and get some wood , To hurry up the kettle . Oh dear ! oh dear ! if P- comes home , And finds things in this pother ...
... dear ! the baby's waking ! Hush , baby dear ! there , hush - sh - sh ! I wish he'd sleep a little , ' Till I could run and get some wood , To hurry up the kettle . Oh dear ! oh dear ! if P- comes home , And finds things in this pother ...
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... dear , -breakfast ? Somehow I've slept too late ; You are very kind , dear Effie ; Go tell them not to wait . I'll dress as quick as ever I can , My old hands tremble sore , And Polly , who used to help , dear heart , Lies t'other side ...
... dear , -breakfast ? Somehow I've slept too late ; You are very kind , dear Effie ; Go tell them not to wait . I'll dress as quick as ever I can , My old hands tremble sore , And Polly , who used to help , dear heart , Lies t'other side ...
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... Dear Annie , is ' ou fast aseep ? " " Why no , brother Willie , " a sweet voice replies , " I've long tried in vain , but I can't shut my eyes , For somehow it makes me so sorry because Dear papa has said there is no ' Santa Claus ...
... Dear Annie , is ' ou fast aseep ? " " Why no , brother Willie , " a sweet voice replies , " I've long tried in vain , but I can't shut my eyes , For somehow it makes me so sorry because Dear papa has said there is no ' Santa Claus ...
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