The Rhyming River: An Anthology of Verse, Volumen3 |
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Let's look about , and find a sheltering place . The little things around , like you and I , Are hurrying through the grass to shun the shower . Here stoops an ash - tree - hark ! the wind gets high , But never mind ; this ivy for an ...
Let's look about , and find a sheltering place . The little things around , like you and I , Are hurrying through the grass to shun the shower . Here stoops an ash - tree - hark ! the wind gets high , But never mind ; this ivy for an ...
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... hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers : And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider - press , with patient look , Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours .
... hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers : And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider - press , with patient look , Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours .
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Once in my saddle I used to look handsome , Once in my saddle I used to look gay . I first went to drinking and then to card - playing , Got shot in the breast , which ended my day . ' Let sixteen gamblers come handle Let sixteen girls ...
Once in my saddle I used to look handsome , Once in my saddle I used to look gay . I first went to drinking and then to card - playing , Got shot in the breast , which ended my day . ' Let sixteen gamblers come handle Let sixteen girls ...
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Schoolboys in Winter John Clare | 6 |
Pucks Song Rudyard Kipling | 13 |
A Dream William Shakespeare | 19 |
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