"Thank you," said Lizzie: "But one waits
"Come buy, come buy," was still their cry.
Then joining hands to little hands
Night yet is early,
Which an earthquake shatters down,
Shall be a thought on thee, Mary
impregnated wickerwork;
It will not waken me, Mary!
One had a cats face,
then with cracked hands that ached
"Thank you," said Lizzie: "But one waits
"Come buy, come buy," was still their cry.
Then joining hands to little hands
Night yet is early,
Which an earthquake shatters down,
Shall be a thought on thee, Mary
impregnated wickerwork;
It will not waken me, Mary!
One had a cats face,
then with cracked hands that ached