John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб)

The Tax-Gatherer

"And pray, who are you?"
Said the violet blue
To the Bee, with surprise
At his wonderful size,
In her eye-glass of dew.

"I, madam," quoth he,
"Am a publican Bee,
Collecting the tax
On honey and wax.
Have you nothing for me?"

1. Bicycles! Tricycles!
2. A Legacy
3. Foot-Soldiers
4. Frog-Making
5. The Sun

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1900

Последние стихотворения

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