An English Book of Light VerseGuy Boas Macmillan & Company Limited, 1944 - 300 páginas |
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Guy Boas. But the Snapping Turtle never Rose for food or rose for rest , Since he lodged the steel deposit In the bottom of his chest . Only always from the bottom Sounds of frequent coughing rolled , Just as if the huge Cawana Had a ...
Guy Boas. But the Snapping Turtle never Rose for food or rose for rest , Since he lodged the steel deposit In the bottom of his chest . Only always from the bottom Sounds of frequent coughing rolled , Just as if the huge Cawana Had a ...
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Guy Boas. But the Snapping Turtle never Rose for food or rose for rest , Since he lodged the steel deposit In the bottom of his chest . Only always from the bottom • Sounds of frequent coughing rolled , Just as if the huge Cawana Had a ...
Guy Boas. But the Snapping Turtle never Rose for food or rose for rest , Since he lodged the steel deposit In the bottom of his chest . Only always from the bottom • Sounds of frequent coughing rolled , Just as if the huge Cawana Had a ...
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... Rose , you passed the window , — I see you passing , yet , — Ah , what could I within do , When , Rose , our glances met ! You snared me , Rose , with ribbons , Your rose - mouth made me thrall , Brief - briefer far than Gibbon's ...
... Rose , you passed the window , — I see you passing , yet , — Ah , what could I within do , When , Rose , our glances met ! You snared me , Rose , with ribbons , Your rose - mouth made me thrall , Brief - briefer far than Gibbon's ...
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GEOFFREY CHAUCER 13401400 | 1 |
JOHN SKELTON 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 18 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Admiral answer better bird blue brown caught cold court cried d'ye think dead dear dream drink ducks eyes face fair fall father fell fire fish friar gave Gentlemen give green grew hand head hear heard heart hold hour I'll Jane John keep king knew laughed leave light live look Lord morning never night nose o'er once pass play poor pretty Reason rest rose round seemed seen side sight sing Slingsby smile Snapping song soon soul sound stand sure sweet tears tell thee There's things thou thought till took town trees turn Turtle twas vulgar wish young