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Sick "I cannot go to school today,"Said little Peggy Ann
Kay
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps

(From Lenau
)So late, and yet a nightingale
Long since have dropp'd the blossoms pale,
The summer fields are ripening,    And yet a sound of spring

Hold hard,
Ned
Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade
Old man, you've had your work cut out to guide Both horses, and to hold me in the saddle when I swayed,

A lion sunk by time's decay,
Too feeble grown to hunt his prey,
Observed his fatal hour draw nigh:
He drooped and laid him down to die

O Rose, thou art sick
The invisible
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Ma pauvre muse, hélas
qu'as-tu donc ce matin
Tes yeux creux sont peuplés de visions nocturnes,
Et je vois tour à tour réfléchis sur ton

Physician of my sin-sick soul,
To thee I bring my case;
My raging malady control,
And heal me by thy grace