The Rhyming River: An Anthology of Verse, Volumen3 |
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The Drum I HATE that drum's discordant sound , Parading round , and round , and round : To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields , And lures from cities and from fields , To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace , and glittering ...
The Drum I HATE that drum's discordant sound , Parading round , and round , and round : To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields , And lures from cities and from fields , To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace , and glittering ...
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Sand - strewn caverns , cool and deep , Where the winds are all asleep ; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea - beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture ...
Sand - strewn caverns , cool and deep , Where the winds are all asleep ; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream ; Where the sea - beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture ...
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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 ...
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 ...
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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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