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English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

Hugh Miller

573. The Babie

NAE shoon to hide her tiny taes,

Nae stockings on her feet;

Her supple ankles white as snow

Of early blossoms sweet.

Her simple dress of sprinkled pink,

Her double, dimpled chin;

Her pucker’d lip and bonny mou’,

With nae ane tooth between.

Her een sae like her mither’s een,

Twa gentle, liquid things;

Her face is like an angel’s face—

We’re glad she has nae wings.