... the little laggard stay ? So swift of foot as she ever has been It is not so far by the meadow way To the lane where the blackberry vines begin Her mother stands in the door-way there, Shading her eyes from the setting sun. And up and down with an anxious ...

... the little laggard stay ! So swift of foot as she ever has been It is not so far, by the meadow way, To the lane where the blackberry vines begin. Her mother stands in the doorwaaFtbere, Shading her eyes from the setting sun, And up and down, with an anxious ...

... little laggard stay ! So swift of foot as she ever has been. It is not so far, by the meadow way. To the lane where the blackberry vines begin. Her mother stands in the door-way there. Shading her eyes from the netting sun, And up and down, with an anxious ...