Old-world Idylls and Other Verses |
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Dear John ( the letter ran ) , it can't , can't be , For Father ' s gone to Chorley Fair with Sam , And Mother ' s storing Apples , -Prue and Me Up to our Elbows making Damson Jam ; But we shall meet before a Week is gone ," Tis a ...
Dear John ( the letter ran ) , it can't , can't be , For Father ' s gone to Chorley Fair with Sam , And Mother ' s storing Apples , -Prue and Me Up to our Elbows making Damson Jam ; But we shall meet before a Week is gone ," Tis a ...
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I know better , John ! My Dear , I don't think that I thought of much Before we knew each other , I and you ; And now , why , John , your least , least Finger - touch , Gives me enough to think a Summer through .
I know better , John ! My Dear , I don't think that I thought of much Before we knew each other , I and you ; And now , why , John , your least , least Finger - touch , Gives me enough to think a Summer through .
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Peace to your soul ! You died unwedDespite this loving letter . And what of John ? The less that ' s said Of John , I think , the better . A GENTLEMAN OF THE OLD SCHOOL . He lived in 8 OLD - WORLD IDYLLS .
Peace to your soul ! You died unwedDespite this loving letter . And what of John ? The less that ' s said Of John , I think , the better . A GENTLEMAN OF THE OLD SCHOOL . He lived in 8 OLD - WORLD IDYLLS .
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... less inclined to say That Time is Gold , and overlay With toil their pleasure ; He held some land , and dwelt thereon , Where , I forget , the house is gone ; His Christian name , I think , was John ,His surname , Leisure .
... less inclined to say That Time is Gold , and overlay With toil their pleasure ; He held some land , and dwelt thereon , Where , I forget , the house is gone ; His Christian name , I think , was John ,His surname , Leisure .
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There was Barber Dick with his basin by ; Cobbler JOE with the patch on his eye ; Portly product of Beef and Beer , JOHN the host , he was standing near . Straining and creaking , with wheels awry , Lumbering came the Plymouth Fly " ...
There was Barber Dick with his basin by ; Cobbler JOE with the patch on his eye ; Portly product of Beef and Beer , JOHN the host , he was standing near . Straining and creaking , with wheels awry , Lumbering came the Plymouth Fly " ...
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Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | Old-world Idylls and Other Verses |
| Autorius | Austin Dobson |
| Leidimas | 4 |
| Leidėjas | Kegan Paul, Trench, 1884 |
| Originalas iš | Harvardo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 26 vasario 2008 |
| Ilgis | 252 psl. |
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