The Rhyming River: An Anthology of Verse, Volumen3 |
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Our Village ( By a Villager ) Our village , that's to say not Miss Mitford's1 village , but our village of Bullock Smithy , Is come into by an avenue of trees , three oak pollards , two elders , and a withy ; And in the middle , there's ...
Our Village ( By a Villager ) Our village , that's to say not Miss Mitford's1 village , but our village of Bullock Smithy , Is come into by an avenue of trees , three oak pollards , two elders , and a withy ; And in the middle , there's ...
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thing else And close by the church - yard there's a stone - mason's yard , that when the time is seasonable Will furnish with afflictions sore and marble urns and cherabims very low and reasonable . There's a cage , comfortable enough ...
thing else And close by the church - yard there's a stone - mason's yard , that when the time is seasonable Will furnish with afflictions sore and marble urns and cherabims very low and reasonable . There's a cage , comfortable enough ...
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There are three small orchards — Mr Busby's the schoolmaster's is the chiefWith two pear - trees that don't bear ; one plum and an apple , that every year is stripped by a thief . There's another small day - school too , kept by the ...
There are three small orchards — Mr Busby's the schoolmaster's is the chiefWith two pear - trees that don't bear ; one plum and an apple , that every year is stripped by a thief . There's another small day - school too , kept by the ...
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Contenido
Schoolboys in Winter John Clare | 6 |
Pucks Song Rudyard Kipling | 13 |
A Dream William Shakespeare | 19 |
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