A Little Freckled Person: A Book of Child Verse

E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, Jennifer Sahmoun, and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team (http://www.pgdp.net)







They think I'm just a little girl At study, work, or play,— A little freckled person who Has never much to say. They do not know a princess oft In golden gown am I, With cheeks like apple petals soft And eyes like sea or sky. They only see my tumbled braids, They do not know I wear A crown with turquoises and beryls Upon my coiled-up hair. They do not know adventures dire Beset me, land and sea, That page and courtier, knight and squire, Before me bend the knee. That haughty ships with silken sails Upon my bidding go— All these, and other happy things, They cannot, cannot know. They only see a little girl At study, work, or play,— A little freckled person, who Has never much to say!
The sea is very, very wide: It takes up all the room outside; And when I stand beside the sea, It comes right up and pushes me!
A rabbit works its ears, and tries To watch you with its rabbit eyes; Its saucy little tail it flounces, And when it hits the ground it bounces!