NURSERY RHYMES. A BABY'S FEET. ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE. A BABY'S feet, like sea-shells pink, Like rose-hued sea-flowers toward the heat No flower-bells that expand and shrink A BABY'S HANDS. ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE. A BABY'S hands, like rosebuds furled, Ope if you touch, though close upcurled,— |