Sunset ryhmes; or, A few little rhymes I have told a few times to a child I know, when the sun was low .. . ^M^ A^^Qy^^^OCo . 50 The smoke of battleHas cleared away; And the soldiers trueWho fought that day Were bruised like theseWith which we 51 THE WITCH CHILD. A bright winsome child She is to behold ;And, yet, shes a witch, Who enchants as of old She has nut-brown hair, And hazel eyesThat speak the truth To those who are wise In the signs that tellWhat children think. (They are wise indeedWho know them well.) And yet shes a witchWith secret ways. For a wonderful harpShe often plays,—
Sunset ryhmes; or, A few little rhymes I have told a few times to a child I know, when the sun was low .. . ^M^ A^^Qy^^^OCo . 50 The smoke of battleHas cleared away; And the soldiers trueWho fought that day Were bruised like theseWith which we 51 THE WITCH CHILD. A bright winsome child She is to behold ;And, yet, shes a witch, Who enchants as of old She has nut-brown hair, And hazel eyesThat speak the truth To those who are wise In the signs that tellWhat children think. (They are wise indeedWho know them well.) And yet shes a witchWith secret ways. For a wonderful harpShe often plays,— 52 MS-
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