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A. R. Waud Allen-a-Dale BABY SMALL BATTLE OF BLENHEIM Bay of Biscay beneath bird blessed blow bright Brixham Caldon-Low child Cock Robin cried dark dead dear Dora Greenwell doth E. H. Garrett Eliza Cook eyes F. T. Merrill fair fairy father flowers Garrett and Merrill gone good-night grass grave gray green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Inchcape Inchcape Rock John Barleycorn JOHN GILPIN lamb laugh light little birdie little Dandelion Little white Lily Lochinvar looked Mabel Mary Howitt Master Tommy Rook Miss Humphrey morning mother nest never night o'er poor pray pretty Queen quoth Robin ROBIN HOOD'S DEATH rock round sails sing sleep smiled snow soft song sweet tear tell thee There's thou tree Twas TWINKLE unto VISIT FROM ST waves wild wind Winstanley young
137 ページ - Sir Ralph the Rover walked his deck. And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring; It made him whistle, it made him sing: His heart was mirthful to excess. But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape float; Quoth he, " My men, put out the boat, And row me to the Inchcape Rock, And I'll plague the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
224 ページ - That's well said; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife; O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allow'd To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
242 ページ - Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell/ She answered, " Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two arc gone to sea; " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
114 ページ - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
55 ページ - The Reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
232 ページ - Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear, For while he spake a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might As he had done before.
240 ページ - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
170 ページ - More motionless ! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again ! This plot of Orchard-ground is Ours ; My trees they are, my Sister's flowers ; Here rest your wings when they are weary, Here lodge as in a sanctuary ! Come often to us, fear no wrong ; Sit near us on the bough ! We'll talk of sunshine and of song ; And summer days when we were young ; Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now.
68 ページ - And the happy stars above them seem to brighten as they pass ; There will not be a drop of rain the whole of the livelong day, And I'm to be Queen o...