Mother Goose for Grown Folks

CONTENTS

Somewhere in that uncertain long ago,
Whose dim and vague chronology is all
That elfin tales or nursery fables know,
Rose a rare spirit,—keen, and quick, and quaint,—
Whom by the title, whether fact or feint,
Mythic or real, Mother Goose we call.

A. D. T. Whitney
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Язык

Английский

Год издания

2014-04-01

Темы

Nursery rhymes -- Poetry

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