The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame The University Press, 1932 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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Kenneth Grahame. POOR ROBIN THE north wind doth blow , And we shall have snow , And what will poor Robin do then , poor thing ? He'll sit in the barn , And keep himself warm , And hide his head under his wing , poor thing ! ALL BUSY THE ...
Kenneth Grahame. POOR ROBIN THE north wind doth blow , And we shall have snow , And what will poor Robin do then , poor thing ? He'll sit in the barn , And keep himself warm , And hide his head under his wing , poor thing ! ALL BUSY THE ...
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... Poor Bunny ! " - in large print - was what the flag said . Now , as they were shovelling the earth in the hole , Little Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening ...
... Poor Bunny ! " - in large print - was what the flag said . Now , as they were shovelling the earth in the hole , Little Baby burst out , " I don't like it ! " - poor soul ! And bitterly wept . So the dead had his dole . That evening ...
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... poor to wait Hungry at the convent gate , Till the Vision passed away ? Should he slight his radiant guest , Slight his visitant celestial , For a crowd of ragged , bestial Beggars at the convent gate ? Would the Vision there remain ...
... poor to wait Hungry at the convent gate , Till the Vision passed away ? Should he slight his radiant guest , Slight his visitant celestial , For a crowd of ragged , bestial Beggars at the convent gate ? Would the Vision there remain ...
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