Lyrical BalladsD. Nutt, 1898 - 227 psl. |
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... mountains many and many a song We two had sung , like little birds in May . When we began to tire of childish play We seemed still more and more to prize each other : We talked of marriage and our marriage day ; And I in truth did love ...
... mountains many and many a song We two had sung , like little birds in May . When we began to tire of childish play We seemed still more and more to prize each other : We talked of marriage and our marriage day ; And I in truth did love ...
75 psl.
... mountains - high before the howling blast . We gazed with terror on the gloomy sleep Of them that perished in the whirlwind's sweep , Untaught that soon such anguish must ensue , Our hopes such harvest of affliction reap , That we the ...
... mountains - high before the howling blast . We gazed with terror on the gloomy sleep Of them that perished in the whirlwind's sweep , Untaught that soon such anguish must ensue , Our hopes such harvest of affliction reap , That we the ...
82 psl.
... mountain , midnight theft to hatch ; To charm the surly house - dog's faithful bark , Or hang on tiptoe at the lifted latch ; The gloomy lantern , and the dim blue match , The black disguise , the warning whistle shrill , And ear still ...
... mountain , midnight theft to hatch ; To charm the surly house - dog's faithful bark , Or hang on tiptoe at the lifted latch ; The gloomy lantern , and the dim blue match , The black disguise , the warning whistle shrill , And ear still ...
95 psl.
... of joy to yield To the bare trees , and mountains bare , And grass in the green field . My Sister ! ( ' tis a wish of mine Lines written at a small distance from my House, and sent by my little Boy to the Person to whom they addressed.
... of joy to yield To the bare trees , and mountains bare , And grass in the green field . My Sister ! ( ' tis a wish of mine Lines written at a small distance from my House, and sent by my little Boy to the Person to whom they addressed.
118 psl.
... mountain's highest ridge , Where oft the stormy winter gale Cuts like a scythe , while through the clouds It sweeps from vale to vale ; Not five yards from the mountain - path , This thorn you on your left espy ; And to 118 LYRICAL BALLADS.
... mountain's highest ridge , Where oft the stormy winter gale Cuts like a scythe , while through the clouds It sweeps from vale to vale ; Not five yards from the mountain - path , This thorn you on your left espy ; And to 118 LYRICAL BALLADS.
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