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TO MY READERS.
My dear little friends,
You will ask “who are they?”
When you read in this book about
Ellen and May.
You will ask “who are they?”
When you read in this book about
Ellen and May.
I will tell you.—They're two
Little children, like you,
And Ellen has grey eyes,
May has blue.
Little children, like you,
And Ellen has grey eyes,
May has blue.
They both love dearly
With babies to play,
And they've dolls by the dozen,
My Ellen and May.
With babies to play,
And they've dolls by the dozen,
My Ellen and May.
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The oldest is Ellen,
A still, little maid,
Shy, thoughtful, and of
Her own shadow afraid!
A still, little maid,
Shy, thoughtful, and of
Her own shadow afraid!
A blush and a tear
O'er her delicate cheek
Will steal, in a moment,
If roughly we speak.
O'er her delicate cheek
Will steal, in a moment,
If roughly we speak.
She 's a Sensitive-plant,
That we tenderly nurse;
But May, little May,
Is the very reverse!
That we tenderly nurse;
But May, little May,
Is the very reverse!
Wild, roguish, and frolicsome,
Saucy, and bright,
She 's singing or dancing
From morning till night.
Saucy, and bright,
She 's singing or dancing
From morning till night.
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You must come to me, darling,
Some fair summer's day,
And I'll introduce you
To Ellen and May!
Some fair summer's day,
And I'll introduce you
To Ellen and May!
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