Excerpt from Miniature Under the Window: Pictures Rhymes for Children After Kate Greenaway
Under The Window.
My garden is under the window,
Where daisies, and crocuses grow,
And high in the tree whistles Robin,
The dearest of birds that I know.
Tho' I peep out betimes, in the morning,
The flowers are up before me:
Then I chirrup, and talk to my Robin,
Who'd answer, - could such a thing be.
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