The Children's Treasury of English SongMacmillan, 1877 - 302 páginas |
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... Night and day thou art safe , —our cottage is hard by . ' Why bleat so after me ? Why pull so at thy chain ? ' Sleep - and at break of day I will come to thee again ! ' 51 belike , probably -As homeward through the lane I went with lazy ...
... Night and day thou art safe , —our cottage is hard by . ' Why bleat so after me ? Why pull so at thy chain ? ' Sleep - and at break of day I will come to thee again ! ' 51 belike , probably -As homeward through the lane I went with lazy ...
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... night , He did it with a jealous look , And , when he could , would bite . His diet was of wheaten bread , And milk , and oats , and straw ; Thistles , or lettuces instead , With sand to scour his maw . On twigs of hawthorn he regaled ...
... night , He did it with a jealous look , And , when he could , would bite . His diet was of wheaten bread , And milk , and oats , and straw ; Thistles , or lettuces instead , With sand to scour his maw . On twigs of hawthorn he regaled ...
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... night at play . I kept him for his humour's sake , For he would oft beguile My heart of thoughts that made it ache , And force me to a smile . But now , beneath this walnut shade , He finds his long last home , And waits , in snug ...
... night at play . I kept him for his humour's sake , For he would oft beguile My heart of thoughts that made it ache , And force me to a smile . But now , beneath this walnut shade , He finds his long last home , And waits , in snug ...
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... night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know ...
... night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know ...
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... night , along these lonesome ways ? ' ' To Durham , ' answer'd she , half wild- ' Then come with me into the chaise . ' Insensible to all relief Sat the poor girl , and forth did send Sob after sob , as if her grief Could never , never ...
... night , along these lonesome ways ? ' ' To Durham , ' answer'd she , half wild- ' Then come with me into the chaise . ' Insensible to all relief Sat the poor girl , and forth did send Sob after sob , as if her grief Could never , never ...
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