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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book One by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes


 

 

[Illustration]

MY ROBIN

[43]

Under the window is my garden

Where sweet, sweet flowers grow;

And in the pear tree dwells a robin—

The dearest bird I know.


Though I peep out betimes in the morning

Still the flowers are up the first;

Then I try and talk to the robin

And perhaps he'd chat—if he durst.

—KATE GREENAWAY.


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