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Side 18
... 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 . Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed , Full slowly pacing o'er the stones , With ...
... 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 . Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed , Full slowly pacing o'er the stones , With ...
Side 24
... view . But love had , like the cankerworm , Consumed her early prime : The rose grew pale , and left her cheek ; She died before her time . 12 reft , taken ' Awake ! ' she cried , ' thy true 24 The Children's Treasury * II * ...
... view . But love had , like the cankerworm , Consumed her early prime : The rose grew pale , and left her cheek ; She died before her time . 12 reft , taken ' Awake ! ' she cried , ' thy true 24 The Children's Treasury * II * ...
Side 25
Francis Turner Palgrave. ' Awake ! ' she cried , ' thy true Love calls , ' Come from her midnight grave ; " Now let thy pity hear the maid , ' Thy love refused to save ! ' This is the dumb and dreary hour , " When injured ghosts complain ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. ' Awake ! ' she cried , ' thy true Love calls , ' Come from her midnight grave ; " Now let thy pity hear the maid , ' Thy love refused to save ! ' This is the dumb and dreary hour , " When injured ghosts complain ...
Side 26
... TRUE SWEETHEART A FAIR maid sat at her bower - door , Wringing her lily hands ; And by it came a sprightly youth Fast tripping o'er the strands . ' Where gang ye , young John , ' she says , ' Sae early in the day ? ' It gars me think ...
... TRUE SWEETHEART A FAIR maid sat at her bower - door , Wringing her lily hands ; And by it came a sprightly youth Fast tripping o'er the strands . ' Where gang ye , young John , ' she says , ' Sae early in the day ? ' It gars me think ...
Side 28
... true Love from me . ' Unknown -- ' O how can I carry a letter to her ? ' Or how should I her know ? ' I bear a tongue ne'er with her spake , ' And eyes that ne'er her saw . ' -'O well shall ye my true Love ken So soon as ye her see ...
... true Love from me . ' Unknown -- ' O how can I carry a letter to her ? ' Or how should I her know ? ' I bear a tongue ne'er with her spake , ' And eyes that ne'er her saw . ' -'O well shall ye my true Love ken So soon as ye her see ...
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Belisarius beneath bird bonny bower breast breath bright Brignall cheer cold cried Cumnor dark dead dear death deep door doth echoing green eyes fair fair Annie fairy fast father fear fire flew flock flowers gay goshawk Gilpin grave gray green hath hear heard heart Heaven Helvellyn hill John Anderson John Gilpin King lady lamb land light lilies Line live Lochinvar lonely look'd Lord Lord Gregory loud Lyca maid maiden maun merry moon morn mother ne'er never night nymphs o'er poem poet Quantock Hills quoth Robin Robin Goodfellow round sail Scots kirk seem'd ship sing sleep smile snow song soon soul sound spake star stood storm sweet tears thee thine Thou hast thought turn'd Twas voice vrom waves weary weep wild wind wood Wordsworth Yarrow young