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Poems by Christina G. Rossetti

«·SOMEWHERE OR OTHER. · CHILD’S TALK IN APRIL.·»

A CHILL.

  What can lambkins do
  All the keen night through?
Nestle by their woolly mother,
  The careful ewe.

  What can nestlings do
  In the nightly dew?
Sleep beneath their mother’s wing
  Till day breaks anew.

  If in field or tree
  There might only be
Such a warm soft sleeping-place
  Found for me!

 


«·SOMEWHERE OR OTHER. · CHILD’S TALK IN APRIL.·»