I drowned my sorrow and found comfort
At the bottom of the sago soup.
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
Then Mummy opened the window
And called out our names.
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
There shall we find solace and merriment.
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
My younger brother, Emil,
Dropped the whip and the sledge out of surprise.
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
She promised me some heart bread
I could see she gave it to Morten.
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
One noon, between twelve and one…
Alfred Schmidt, from Flugten til Amerika (Flight to America), by Christian Winther, Copenhagen, 1926.
(Source: archive.org)
It runs itself.
Winsor McCay, from Little Nemo in Slumberland, first published in the New York Herald, 1906.
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The full (to the best of my knowledge) Little Nemo series, as published in the New York Herald between 1905 and 1911 is available for download on the main site.
I can’t say I’m glad I’m here.
Winsor McCay, from Little Nemo in Slumberland, first published in the New York Herald, 1906.
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