PICTURE BOOKS
IN WINTER _:

Copyright 1895, by Charles Scribner's Sons

UMMER fading, winter comes—
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,
Window robins, winter rooks,

And the picture story-books.

Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.

All the pretty things put by,

Wait upon the children’s eye,

Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks
In the picture story-books

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