The Infants Delight Poetry
Jul 20
The Infants Delight Poetry
“When the win-ter winds are blow-ing, And we ga-ther glad and gay, Where the fire its light is throw-ing, For a mer-ry game at play, There is none that to my know-ing,– And I”ve play-ed at games enough,– Makes us laugh, and sets us glow-ing Like a game at Blind-man”s Buff. “”When the win-ter winds are blow-ing, And we ga-ther glad and gay, Where the fire its light is throw-ing, For a mer-ry game at play, There is none that to my know-ing,– And I”ve play-ed at games enough,– Makes us laugh, and sets us glow-ing Like a game at Blind-man”s Buff. ”
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