A Lament For S. B. Pat Paw (Louisa May Alcott Poems)
We mourn the loss of our little pet, And sigh o'er her hapless fate, For never more by the fire she'll sit, Nor ...
We mourn the loss of our little pet, And sigh o'er her hapless fate, For never more by the fire she'll sit, Nor ...
"So he took up his bow, And he feathered his arrow, And said, 'I will shoot This little cock-sparrow.'"* * * * "'Tis good to make all ...
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