The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame The University Press, 1932 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... feet . May brings flocks of pretty lambs , Skipping by their fleecy dams . June brings tulips , lilies , roses , Fills the children's hands with posies . Hot July brings cooling showers , Apricots and gillyflowers . August brings the ...
... feet . May brings flocks of pretty lambs , Skipping by their fleecy dams . June brings tulips , lilies , roses , Fills the children's hands with posies . Hot July brings cooling showers , Apricots and gillyflowers . August brings the ...
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... feet were tied With a silken thread of my own hands ' weaving . Sweet little red feet ! why should you die- Why would you leave me , sweet bird ! why ? You lived alone in the forest tree , Why , pretty thing ! would you not live with me ...
... feet were tied With a silken thread of my own hands ' weaving . Sweet little red feet ! why should you die- Why would you leave me , sweet bird ! why ? You lived alone in the forest tree , Why , pretty thing ! would you not live with me ...
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... feet he started , And with longing look intent On the Blessed Vision bent , Slowly from his cell departed , Slowly on his errand went . At the gate the poor were waiting , Looking through the iron grating , With that terror in the eye ...
... feet he started , And with longing look intent On the Blessed Vision bent , Slowly from his cell departed , Slowly on his errand went . At the gate the poor were waiting , Looking through the iron grating , With that terror in the eye ...
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