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... LIGHT OF HOME . THE NAIL . NEWS . FABLE - THE DOG AND THE TO THE BAT . SHADOW . To A GLOW - WORM . THE HEATH - BELL OF SCOTLAND . THE BLIND BOY . SONG TO THE LADY - BIRD . THE LEGEND OF LITTLE PEARL . THE HERMIT IN THE WOOD . OBERON'S ...
... LIGHT OF HOME . THE NAIL . NEWS . FABLE - THE DOG AND THE TO THE BAT . SHADOW . To A GLOW - WORM . THE HEATH - BELL OF SCOTLAND . THE BLIND BOY . SONG TO THE LADY - BIRD . THE LEGEND OF LITTLE PEARL . THE HERMIT IN THE WOOD . OBERON'S ...
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... light for a tale is best . THE MAID AND THE HAWTHORN TREE . It was a maid of my country , And she came by a hawthorn tree , As full of flowers as might be seen , She marvell'd to see the tree so green . At last she asked of this tree ...
... light for a tale is best . THE MAID AND THE HAWTHORN TREE . It was a maid of my country , And she came by a hawthorn tree , As full of flowers as might be seen , She marvell'd to see the tree so green . At last she asked of this tree ...
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... light curly hair illumined by the rays of the moon . The poor woman was sitting there in order to rest herself a little after the toil of the day ; but heavy as that labour was to her during the oppressive noontide heat , a heavier ...
... light curly hair illumined by the rays of the moon . The poor woman was sitting there in order to rest herself a little after the toil of the day ; but heavy as that labour was to her during the oppressive noontide heat , a heavier ...
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... light moving his eyes he said , " Yes , so it is : God is the father of the widow and in the air , a little star flying : look here , it moves along the window - orphan , and also their avenger . Pardon me that I treated you so oh ! now ...
... light moving his eyes he said , " Yes , so it is : God is the father of the widow and in the air , a little star flying : look here , it moves along the window - orphan , and also their avenger . Pardon me that I treated you so oh ! now ...
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... light ! They sobb'd and they sigh'd , And they bitterly cried , And the poor little things , They lay down and died . And when they were dead , The robins so red Brought strawberry leaves And over them spread ; And all the day long They ...
... light ! They sobb'd and they sigh'd , And they bitterly cried , And the poor little things , They lay down and died . And when they were dead , The robins so red Brought strawberry leaves And over them spread ; And all the day long They ...
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Стр. 62 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Стр. 112 - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Стр. 208 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Стр. 75 - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Стр. 116 - Why, this bond is forfeit ; And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off Nearest the merchant's heart : Be merciful ; Take thrice thy money ; bid me tear the bond.
Стр. 115 - I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Стр. 40 - So, we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Стр. 287 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Стр. 57 - our Mayor's a noddy And as for our Corporation — shocking To think we buy gowns lined with ermine For dolts that can't or won't determine What's best to rid us of our vermin! You hope, because you're old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease? Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
Стр. 208 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.