The book of joyous children . rious ejaculations, addressing the bespelled auditors,who neither see nor hear her nor suspect her presence. QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall;—Whicli do you like the best of all ? LITTLE JASPER When I m dressed warm as warm can be, And with boots, to go Through the deepest snow,Winter-time is the time for me ! QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,—Which do you like the best of all ?[43] A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS LITTLE MILDRED I like blossomS; and birds that sing;The grass and the dew,And the sunshine, too,— So, best of all I like the Spring. QUEEN Summe
The book of joyous children . rious ejaculations, addressing the bespelled auditors,who neither see nor hear her nor suspect her presence. QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall;—Whicli do you like the best of all ? LITTLE JASPER When I m dressed warm as warm can be, And with boots, to go Through the deepest snow,Winter-time is the time for me ! QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,—Which do you like the best of all ?[43] A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS LITTLE MILDRED I like blossomS; and birds that sing;The grass and the dew,And the sunshine, too,— So, best of all I like the Spring. QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,—Which do you like the best of all ? LITTLE MANDEYILLE O little friends, I most rejoiceWhen I hear the drumsAs the Circus comes,— So Summer-time s my special choice. QUEEN Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,—Which do you like the best of all ? LITTLE EDITH Apples of ruby, and pears of gold, And grapes of blue That the bee stings through.—Fall—it is all that my heart can hold ![44]. THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS. A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS QUEEN Soh ! my lovelings and pretty dears,You ve each a favorite, it appears,—Summer and Winter and Spring and ^s the reason I send them all! [47] THOMAS THE PRETENDER Tommy s alluz playin jokes,An actin up, an foolin folks;An wunst one time he creepIn Pas big chair, he did, one squint an shut his eyes hofe tight,I i An say, Now I m Ill ,.«r- asleep. An nen we knowed, an Ma know ainH asleep no more nyou! An wunst he clumbed on our back-fenceAn flop his arms an nencommenceTo crow, like hes a hen ;But when he failed off, like he did nt fool us childernnone, Ner did nt crow our Hired Man, as he come , Tom cant crow^ but he kin cryP[48]
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