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Pagina 5
When it rains He complains On the window - panes . Tongue to talk have you and
I ; God has given the little fly No such things , So he sings With his buzzing wings
. He can eat Bread and meat ; There's his mouth between his feet . On his back ...
When it rains He complains On the window - panes . Tongue to talk have you and
I ; God has given the little fly No such things , So he sings With his buzzing wings
. He can eat Bread and meat ; There's his mouth between his feet . On his back ...
Pagina 12
... as restless as a bird's wing glan . Ah ! sly little Kate , she steals my roses ; cing ,
And Maud and Bell twine wreaths and posies , Full of a wild and irrepressible
mirth , As merry as bees in clover . Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth
!
... as restless as a bird's wing glan . Ah ! sly little Kate , she steals my roses ; cing ,
And Maud and Bell twine wreaths and posies , Full of a wild and irrepressible
mirth , As merry as bees in clover . Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth
!
Pagina 19
I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again , - To have renewed the joys that
once were mine , I REMEMBER , I remember Without the sin of violating thine ;
The house where I was born , And , while the wings of fancy still are free , The
little ...
I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again , - To have renewed the joys that
once were mine , I REMEMBER , I remember Without the sin of violating thine ;
The house where I was born , And , while the wings of fancy still are free , The
little ...
Pagina 48
WHEN Love with unconfinéd wings Hovers within my gates , And my divine
Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered
to her eye , Ah ! what delight ' t would be , Wouldst thou sometimes by stealth ...
WHEN Love with unconfinéd wings Hovers within my gates , And my divine
Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered
to her eye , Ah ! what delight ' t would be , Wouldst thou sometimes by stealth ...
Pagina 51
... I the rich reward secure , The lovely Mary Morison . Yestreen when to the
trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha ' , To thee my fancy took
its wing , I sat , but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair , and that was
braw ...
... I the rich reward secure , The lovely Mary Morison . Yestreen when to the
trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha ' , To thee my fancy took
its wing , I sat , but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair , and that was
braw ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets ... William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1870 |
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