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THE LITTLE CHILDREN LOVE TO SEE |
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3. The little children love to go, Out in the meadows" drift and snow, And hear the winds' soft whistling blow Bending the tree-tops to and fro.
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The little children love to see The dashing spray of deep blue sea, That ebbs and flows in circling foam, To rise and fall in snowy dome. (169) |
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