The Infant's Delight: Poetry by Anonymous
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The sav-age Pike de-lights to hide.]
[Illustration: In cav-ern pools, in end-less night, The poor blind Pro-teus shuns the light.] [Illustration: KEEPING SCHOOL.] [Illustration: MILKING-TIME.] [Illustration] SNAP AP-PLE. "Come, while it spins round, try your luck; Come, E-thel, and Kate, and your bro-thers! On two ends two ap-ples are stuck, And an on-ion on each of the o-thers. Be ready, and snap as they pass, Be quick, if you mean to be right, Or not the sweet ap-ples, a-las! 'Twill be, but the on-ions, you'll bite." MILK-ING TIME. |
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