Extremes A little boy once played so loud That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud, Said, “Since I can’t be heard, why, then I’ll never, never thunder again!” And a little girl once kept so still That she heard a fly on the window-sill Whisper and say to a ladybird, - “She’s the stillest child I ever heard!” |
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