. St. Nicholas [serial]. - Yet swift notwithstanding yourpace, Said she, I 11 beat you in a Hare consented, half in jest,To put the matter to the test,And off they started. Like a flash,Half round the course in one swiftdash, Bounded the Hare; then, feeling sureThat victory was now secure,Sat down to rest—and fell , his Rival, creep, creep,creep, Came slowly on, caught up, andpassed, Creep-creep, creep-creep, until atlast The Hare, awaking, rubbed his eyesAnd saw, to his intense surprise,The Tortoise, faithful to her boast,Was waiting at the winning-post. THE MacDONALD
. St. Nicholas [serial]. - Yet swift notwithstanding yourpace, Said she, I 11 beat you in a Hare consented, half in jest,To put the matter to the test,And off they started. Like a flash,Half round the course in one swiftdash, Bounded the Hare; then, feeling sureThat victory was now secure,Sat down to rest—and fell , his Rival, creep, creep,creep, Came slowly on, caught up, andpassed, Creep-creep, creep-creep, until atlast The Hare, awaking, rubbed his eyesAnd saw, to his intense surprise,The Tortoise, faithful to her boast,Was waiting at the winning-post. THE MacDONALD GRIT; OR, THE BORROWERS
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