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The Call

Come calf now to mother,
Come lamb that I choose,
Come cats, one and t' other,
With snowy-white shoes,
Come gosling all yellow,
Come forth with your fellow,
Come chickens so small,
Scarce walking at all,
Come doves, that are mine now,
With feathers so fine now!
The grass is bedewed,
The sunlight renewed,
It's early, early, summer's advancing
But autumn soon comes a-dancing!

Notes

Translated from Norwegian in the original meters by: Arthur Hubbell Palmer

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  • loaf
    February 14
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    Who is this Arthur Hubbell Palmer? I would imagine a translation to be horrifyingly horrible, but this? Bedazzling.


    • I-Like-Rhymes Moderators member
      February 15
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      To Loaf
      ARTHUR HUBBELL PALMER -- 1859-1918
      Professor of the German Language and Literature
      At Yale University
      Hope that helps
      Jim