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MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES. |
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PRETTY flower, tell ine why, All your leaves do open wide Every morning, when on high The noble sun begins to ride. This is why, my lady fair, If you would the reason know, For betimes the pleasant air Very cheerfully doth blow.
And the birds on every tree Sing a merry, merry tune,
And the busy honey-bee Comes to suck my sugar soon.
This is all the reason why I my little leaves undo:
Lady, lady, wake and try If I have not told yon true. |
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