A Night With a Wolf
Little one come to my knee !
Hark how the rain is pouring
Over the roof in the pitch dark night,
And the winds in the woods a-roaring
Hush,my darling, and listen,
Then pay for the story with kisses;
Father was lost in the pitch-black night
In just such a storm as this is.
High on the lonely mountain
Where the wild men watched and waited;
Wolves in the forest, and bears in t…
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