Lucy Larcom Poems
- 1. The Brown Thrush
There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree.
“He's singing to me! He's singing to me!”
And what does he say, little girl, little boy?
“Oh, the world's running over with joy!
... - 2. Calling The Violet
Dear little Violet,
Don't be afraid!
Lift your blue eyes
From the rock's mossy shade!
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