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Poems of Franco Sacchetti
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On a Wet Day
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As I walked thinking through a little grove, Some girls that gathered flowers came passing me, Saying -- "Look here! look there!" delightedly. "O here it is!" "What's that?" "A lily? love!" "And there are violets!" "Farther for roses! O the lovely pets! The darling beauties! O the nasty thorn! Look here, my hand's all torn!" "What's that that jumps?" "O don't! It's a grasshopper!"
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