"Oh, come to the brook, sis-ter Kate,
Oh, come with me, Het-ty and Gus,
Where rush-es, so long and so straight,
Are grow-ing in thou-sands for us!"
Thus cries, to the rest, lit-tle May;
And off to the mea-dow go all—
For nurse has just shown her the way
Of mak-ing a rush pa-ra-sol. |
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