Riley Child-Rhymes with Hoosier Pictures

Curly Locks

10 CURly loCKS Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine,— But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream. Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? The throb of my heart is in every line, And the pulse of a passion as airy and glad in its musical beat as the little Prince had! 12 curly locks Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine!— o i’ll dapple thy hands with these kisses of mine till the pink of the nail of each finger shall be As a little pet blush in full blossom for me. but sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And thou shalt have fabric as fair as a dream,— The red of my veins, and the white of my love, And the gold of my joy for the braiding thereof. And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream From a service of silver, with jewels agleam,— At thy feet will i bide, at thy beck will i rise, And twinkle my soul in the night of thine eyes! Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine,— But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream. ...