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Talking To Dolly
Well, Dolly, what are you saying, When you blink and wink your eyes? I'm sure your thoughts are straying, For you look so very wise. I wonder what you think about, And why you never talk, And how it is you never shout, And never try to walk! I wonder if you're ever sad, And if you ever weep; I wonder if you're ever glad When I rock you off to sleep. I wonder if you love me well— As well as I love you. I do so wish you'd try and tell; Come, Dolly, darling, do! |
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Darling Dolly Darling Dolly's house shall be High as lofty apple-tree; It shall have a door inlaid, Of the sweetest light and shade. It shall have for pictures fair Fancies that are rich and rare; It shall have a golden roof, And tapestry with stars for woof. And it shall have a dome of blue With the moonlight streaming through, And stately pillars, straight as firs, Bending to each wind that stirs. Darling Dolly's house shall be High as a lofty apple-tree; It shall have a door inlaid, Of the sweetest light and shade. |
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Sour Grapes "Such a doll! I wouldn't have it, With its trailing baby dress! Pooh! a dolly twice as handsome I could have for asking, Bess. Needn't ask me if it's pretty, No, I do not care to wait, I am in an awful hurry, If you keep me, I'll be late." Off went Nannie, proud lip curling, Head uplifted in disdain, Bessie hugged her dolly closely, Laughing over truth so plain. "Nan was envious, Dolly darling, 'Twasn't aught of wrong in you, But the trouble lay in Nannie, She would like to own you too." |
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