I like a mouseWhen he’s not in my house,And a ratWhen he goes nibble, nibble, like that.I like a mole; he’s a kind little soul,And a stoatWith a smudge like snow on his throat.I like a shrewWith his nose in the dew,And a hare,For he leaps and runs everywhere;I like a foxWith his little white […]
I found a ball of grass among the hay / And progged it as I passed and went away; /And…
The present author being, from her mother’s milk,
/ a lover of the poetic effusions of Mr Robert Burns and
/ all…
I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion
An’ fellow-mortal!
