But if thou weep, then I must weep with thee!
Ah, I am tired—my weary eyes are closing—
Look, mother, look! the angel kisseth me!
FRIGHTENED BY A COW.
I.
But if thou weep, then I must weep with thee!
Ah, I am tired—my weary eyes are closing—
Look, mother, look! the angel kisseth me!
I.