The Blue Poetry BookAndrew Lang Longmans, Green and Company, 1918 - 351 oldal |
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9. oldal
... face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen . ' To - night will be a stormy night- You to the town must go ; And take a lantern , Child , to light Your mother through the snow . ' 6 That , Father ! will I gladly do : ' Tis scarcely ...
... face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen . ' To - night will be a stormy night- You to the town must go ; And take a lantern , Child , to light Your mother through the snow . ' 6 That , Father ! will I gladly do : ' Tis scarcely ...
14. oldal
... face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armèd men , Their trampling sounded nearer.— 6 ' O haste thee , haste ! ' the lady cries , Though tempests ...
... face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armèd men , Their trampling sounded nearer.— 6 ' O haste thee , haste ! ' the lady cries , Though tempests ...
34. oldal
Andrew Lang. But let me scrape the dirt away , That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat , for well you may Be in a hungry case . Said John - It is my wedding - day , And all the world would stare , If wife should dine at Edmonton And ...
Andrew Lang. But let me scrape the dirt away , That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat , for well you may Be in a hungry case . Said John - It is my wedding - day , And all the world would stare , If wife should dine at Edmonton And ...
37. oldal
... 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 . Week in , week out , from morn till night , You can hear his bellows blow ; You can ...
... 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 . Week in , week out , from morn till night , You can hear his bellows blow ; You can ...
45. oldal
... , ere her mother could bar , — ' Now tread we a measure ! ' said young Lochinvar . So stately his form , and so lovely her face 45 THE SUN UPON THE WEIRDLAW HILL 123 TWIST YE, TWINE YE • 101 WHERE SHALL THE LOVER REST? 247 YOUNG LOCHINVAR.
... , ere her mother could bar , — ' Now tread we a measure ! ' said young Lochinvar . So stately his form , and so lovely her face 45 THE SUN UPON THE WEIRDLAW HILL 123 TWIST YE, TWINE YE • 101 WHERE SHALL THE LOVER REST? 247 YOUNG LOCHINVAR.
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