"O father! O father! now, now, keep your hold, The Erl-King has seized me--his grasp is so cold!...
Sore trembled the father; he spurr'd thro' the wild, Clasping close to his bosom his shuddering child; He reaches his dwelling in doubt and in dread, But, clasp'd to his bosom, the infant was dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Elizabeth, frigidly stretched, On a spring day surprised us... With her starched dignity and the quietness Of her hands clasping a black cross.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In their sympathies, children feel nearer animals than adults. They frolic with animals, caress them, share with them feelings nei...ther has words for. Have they ever stroked any adult with the love they bestow on a cat? Hugged any grownup with the ecstasy they feel when clasping a puppy?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »