Your brother has a falcon,
Your sister has a flower;
But what is left for mannikin,
Born within a hour?
I'll nurse you on my knee, my knee,
My own little son;
I'll rock you, rock you, in my arms,
My least little one.
More verses by Christina Georgina Rossetti
- If A Mouse Could Fly
- Bitter For Sweet
- The Dog Lies In His Kennel
- One And One Are Two
- Songs In A Cornfield