Roger in the corn-patch Whistling negro songs. Pussy by the hearth-rug Romping with the tongs. AUGUST 29TH. There's no dew left on the daisies and clover, There's no rain left in heaven: I've said my seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. AUGUST 30TH. Sparrow, sparrow, swift as an arrow, What are you doing there in the sun? AUGUST 31ST. What did the Humming-bird, The diamond Humming-bird, Sing to the rose? The Tulip has asked her, The Lily has asked her, She will not disclose. SEPTEMBER IST. Mistress Mouse built a house In mamma's best bonnet; All the cats were catching rats, SEPTEMBER 2D. Silk worm on the mulberry tree Spin a silken robe for me, Draw the thread out fine and strong, Longer yet, and very long. |