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... green . And you'll be there , too , mother , to see me made the Queen ; For the shepherd lads on every side will come from far away : And I'm to be Queen o ' the May , mother , I'm to be Queen o ' the May . The honeysuckle round the ...
... green . And you'll be there , too , mother , to see me made the Queen ; For the shepherd lads on every side will come from far away : And I'm to be Queen o ' the May , mother , I'm to be Queen o ' the May . The honeysuckle round the ...
7 psl.
... green , now red , now blue , according to the light . Under each arm he holds an umbrella . The one which he holds over good children has pictures painted on it . It makes them have the most delightful dreams all night long . And the ...
... green , now red , now blue , according to the light . Under each arm he holds an umbrella . The one which he holds over good children has pictures painted on it . It makes them have the most delightful dreams all night long . And the ...
9 psl.
... green . At last she asked of this tree , How came this freshness unto thee , And every branch so fair and clean ! I marvel that you grow so green . The tree made answer by and by , 1 have cause to grow triumphantly , The sweetest dew ...
... green . At last she asked of this tree , How came this freshness unto thee , And every branch so fair and clean ! I marvel that you grow so green . The tree made answer by and by , 1 have cause to grow triumphantly , The sweetest dew ...
11 psl.
... green and long , The lamb bleats by the ewe ; The grasshopper sings for the sun , The cricket sings for heat ; But when ye hear the cuckoo's song Be sure the season's sweet . The throstle sings not till the night , The lark not till the ...
... green and long , The lamb bleats by the ewe ; The grasshopper sings for the sun , The cricket sings for heat ; But when ye hear the cuckoo's song Be sure the season's sweet . The throstle sings not till the night , The lark not till the ...
12 psl.
... green lizards : put them into your apron and bring them to me . ” So Cinderella brought the lizards , and , as soon as they were touched with the wand , they were changed into six stately footmen , with liveries of green and gold , and ...
... green lizards : put them into your apron and bring them to me . ” So Cinderella brought the lizards , and , as soon as they were touched with the wand , they were changed into six stately footmen , with liveries of green and gold , and ...
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answered arrived asked beautiful began behold Benson birds blessed brother Catskin chaffinches child Cinderella Count Paris Cozro creature cried Cymbeline daughter dear death delighted Dustman earth eyes father fear flew flowers Frederick Ganimed garden gave give gold golden green Haitim hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hermia Husn Banu journey King knew lady leave live Livy looked lord lord Capulet Lysander Macbeth maiden mamma master mind morning mother Moudouri mountain nest never night Nourjahad Orlando Ormuz palace passed peri pleasure poor pray pretty prince princess Prospero queen Redbreasts replied returned Robin round Shylock sing sister sleep song soon stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Tittone told took tree Tybalt voice wife wings wish wonderful wood words Yemen young youth
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62 psl. - 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.
112 psl. - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
208 psl. - 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.
75 psl. - 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...
116 psl. - 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.
115 psl. - 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.
40 psl. - 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!
287 psl. - 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.
57 psl. - 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!
208 psl. - 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.