A LITTLE FRECKLED PERSON They think I'm just a little girlAt study, work, or play,—A little freckled person whoHas never much to say.They do not know a princess oftIn golden gown am I,With cheeks like apple petals softAnd eyes like sea or sky.They only see my tumbled braids,They do not know I wearA crown with turquoises and berylsUpon my coiled-up hair.They do not know adventures direBeset me, land and sea,That page and courtier, knight... more...