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Слушать(AI)The Field Daisy
I'm a pretty little thing,
Always coming with the spring;
In the meadows green I'm found,
Peeping just above the ground,
And my stalk is cover'd
With a white and yellow hat.
Little Mary, when you
Lightly o'er the tender grass,
Skip about, but do not
On my bright but lowly head,
For I always seem to say, "Surely winter's gone away."
Ann Taylor
Ann Taylor (30 January 1782 – 20 December 1866) was an English poet and literary critic. She gained long-lasting popularity in her youth as a wr
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