Category: Poetry
A frog dwelt once upon a time Far up within the northern clime, ’Twas pleasant sure, when Summer threw O’er wood and lake and mountain blue, Her fairy mantle; then the frog, Exulting loud in many a bog, Sang siren songs in brake and bush, Such as would fairly put to blush, Or...
But once upon a certain time, Ere Winter visited that clime, Two idle geese were babbling by, And little recked the frog was nigh. They talked of climes so far away, Where Summe...
1. CANTO I.A frog dwelt once upon a time Far up within the northern clime, ’Twas pleasant sure, when Summer threw O’er wood and lake and mountain blue, Her fairy mantle; then the frog, Exu...