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Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse
Contents:
693. Letty’s Globe
WHEN Letty had scarce pass’d her third glad year,
And her young artless words began to flow,
One day we gave the child a colour’d sphere
Of the wide earth, that she might mark and know,
By tint and outline, all its sea and land.
She patted all the world; old empires peep’d
Between her baby fingers; her soft hand
Was welcome at all frontiers. How she leap’d,
And laugh’d and prattled in her world-wide bliss;
But when we turn’d her sweet unlearned eye
On our own isle, she raised a joyous cry—
’Oh! yes, I see it, Letty’s home is there!’
And while she hid all England with a kiss,
Bright over Europe fell her golden hair.
Edgar Allan Poe. 1809-1849
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Chicago:
Unknown, "693. Letty’s Globe," Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 31, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8FDU76RM1FUITFY.
MLA:
Unknown. "693. Letty’s Globe." Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 31 Oct. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8FDU76RM1FUITFY.
Harvard:
Unknown, '693. Letty’s Globe' in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 31 October 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8FDU76RM1FUITFY.
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