WITH little red frock in the fire-light, in the lingering April evening— (The moonlight over the tree-tops just beginning to shine in at the cottage door)— Her big brown eyes and comical big mouth for very gladness unresting, like a small brown fairy— She stands, the five-year-old child. Then, so gentle, with tiny tripping speech, and with a little wave of the hand— "Good-night" she says to the fire and to the moon, And kissing the elder wearier faces, Runs off to bed and to sleep in the lap of heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TWO SAYINGS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO A YOUNG ASS; ITS MOTHER BEING TETHERED NEAR IT by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE FABLES: 1ST SER. 5. THE WILD BOAR AND THE RAM by JOHN GAY THE CITY OF GOD by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1822-1882) EMILE ZOLA by MARJORIE W. BRACHLOW PROTEUS by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN |