The Little Cripple’s Complaint (Ann Taylor Poems)
I'm a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you ...
I'm a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you ...
HIS petticoats now George cast off, For he ws four years old; His trousers were of nankeen stuff, With buttons ...
I'm a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you ...
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