Poem by John Bannister Tabb

A Spy

  Sighed the languid Moon to the Morning Star:
  "O little maid, how late you are!"
  "I couldn't rise from my couch," quoth she,
  "While the Man-in-the-Moon was looking at me."

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2. An Interview
3. Seed-Time
4. A Bunch of Roses
5. Bicycles! Tricycles!

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