A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volum 2William Cullen Bryant Fords, Howard & Hulbert, 1876 - 934 sider |
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... HEIGH - HO ! daisies and buttercups , Fair yellow daffodils , stately and tall ! When the wind wakes how they rock in the grasses , And dance with the cuckoo - buds slender and small ! Here's two bonny boys , and here's mother's own ...
... HEIGH - HO ! daisies and buttercups , Fair yellow daffodils , stately and tall ! When the wind wakes how they rock in the grasses , And dance with the cuckoo - buds slender and small ! Here's two bonny boys , and here's mother's own ...
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... Heigh - ho ! daisies and buttercups , Fair yellow daffodils , stately and tall A sunshiny world full of laughter and leisure , And fresh hearts unconscious of sorrow and thrall ! Send down on their pleasure smiles passing its measure ...
... Heigh - ho ! daisies and buttercups , Fair yellow daffodils , stately and tall A sunshiny world full of laughter and leisure , And fresh hearts unconscious of sorrow and thrall ! Send down on their pleasure smiles passing its measure ...
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... Heigh - ho ! Love is a torment of the mind , A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind , Not well , nor full , nor fasting . Why so ? More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoyed , it sighing cries Heigh - ho ! SAMUEL ...
... Heigh - ho ! Love is a torment of the mind , A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind , Not well , nor full , nor fasting . Why so ? More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoyed , it sighing cries Heigh - ho ! SAMUEL ...
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... hey ho ! The tossing seas , the tumbling boats , Tears dropping from each oar , Shall tune with me their turtle notes , I'll never love thee more . As doth the turtle , chaste and true , Her LOVE . 93.
... hey ho ! The tossing seas , the tumbling boats , Tears dropping from each oar , Shall tune with me their turtle notes , I'll never love thee more . As doth the turtle , chaste and true , Her LOVE . 93.
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... Heigh - ho , fair Rosaline ! Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven by every wink The gods do fear whenas they glow , And I do tremble when I think Heigh - ho , would she were mine ! Her cheeks are like the blushing ...
... Heigh - ho , fair Rosaline ! Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Resembling heaven by every wink The gods do fear whenas they glow , And I do tremble when I think Heigh - ho , would she were mine ! Her cheeks are like the blushing ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON angel beauty beneath bird bloom bosom boys breast breath bright brow Bryant cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING England eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle golden gone grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JEAN INGELOW JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER kiss leaves light lips live look Lord love thee love's lover moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poems poet prayer ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round shadow shine sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings