Margaret Has A Milking-Pail

Margaret has a milking-pail,
And she rises early;
Thomas has a threshing-flail,
And he's up betimes.
Sometimes crossing through the grass
Where the dew lies pearly,
They say ‘Good morrow’ as they pass
By the leafy limes.

poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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