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... wandering in the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts the new voice of spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . Soon as the pea puts on the bloom , Thou fliest the vocal vale , An annual guest in other lands , Another Spring to hail ...
... wandering in the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts the new voice of spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . Soon as the pea puts on the bloom , Thou fliest the vocal vale , An annual guest in other lands , Another Spring to hail ...
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... Along a peaceful vale , A thread of silver , soft and slow , It wander'd down the dale ; Just to do good it seem'd to move , Directed by the hand of Love . The valley smiled in living green , A tree , 34 SELECT POETRY.
... Along a peaceful vale , A thread of silver , soft and slow , It wander'd down the dale ; Just to do good it seem'd to move , Directed by the hand of Love . The valley smiled in living green , A tree , 34 SELECT POETRY.
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... wandering near thee , Lay her egg within thy nest ; Nor thy young ones , born to cheer thee , Be destroy'd by such a guest ! [ 1 ] Little flutt'rer ! swiftly flying , Here is none to harm thee near ; Kite , nor hawk , nor school - boy ...
... wandering near thee , Lay her egg within thy nest ; Nor thy young ones , born to cheer thee , Be destroy'd by such a guest ! [ 1 ] Little flutt'rer ! swiftly flying , Here is none to harm thee near ; Kite , nor hawk , nor school - boy ...
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... wandering up and down , But never more could see the man Approaching from the town : Their pretty lips with blackberries , Were all besmear'd and dyed , And when they saw the darksome night , They sat them down and cried . Thus wandered ...
... wandering up and down , But never more could see the man Approaching from the town : Their pretty lips with blackberries , Were all besmear'd and dyed , And when they saw the darksome night , They sat them down and cried . Thus wandered ...
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... wander'd with her child ; As through the drifting snow she press'd The babe was sleeping on her breast . And colder still the winds did blow , And darker hours of night came on , And deeper grew the drifts of snow- Her limbs were chill ...
... wander'd with her child ; As through the drifting snow she press'd The babe was sleeping on her breast . And colder still the winds did blow , And darker hours of night came on , And deeper grew the drifts of snow- Her limbs were chill ...
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Ali Pacha babes beautiful beneath Bernard Barton bird blessed blithe bloom breast breath bright busy bee Change Alley Charlotte Smith cheerful child Cowper cried dark dear door dost earth fair father fear flowers fly away home Gelert Gilpin gone grass grave green hand happy haste hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour Inchcape Inchcape Rock John Barleycorn John Gilpin John of England lady-bird land lark leaves light live look Mary Howitt morning mother ne'er nest never night o'er play poor Quoth rest Rink-a-tink rock rose round shade side sight sing sleep smile snail song soon sorrow sound spring summer sweet tell thee thine thou art thought tree Twas VINCENT BOURNE wandering waves wild wind wing wood worm young youth
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Page 38 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Page 160 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. ' Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house I ' They all at once did cry; ' The dinner waits, and we are tired ; ' — Said Gilpin—' So am I ! ' But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ! For why?
Page 157 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw.
Page 15 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's...
Page 39 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Page 91 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Page 158 - So, Fair and softly ! John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 161 - My hat and wig will soon be here, — They are upon the road." The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin...
Page 162 - Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine." Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Page 63 - That, Father ! will I gladly do : 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The Minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the Moon.