The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame The University Press, 1932 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... round ! Ere the early dew can go We must clear the ground . Such a lot to do , dear , Such a lot to see ! How we ever can get through Fairly puzzles me . Hurry up and out , dear , Then - away ! away ! In and out and round about , Here's ...
... round ! Ere the early dew can go We must clear the ground . Such a lot to do , dear , Such a lot to see ! How we ever can get through Fairly puzzles me . Hurry up and out , dear , Then - away ! away ! In and out and round about , Here's ...
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... round the sweet sun's setting , Spread a bed of roses for the dear dead day . Hush - a - bye , my little one , the dear day dozes , Doffed his crown of kingship and his fair flag furled , While the earth and sky play Ring a ring o ...
... round the sweet sun's setting , Spread a bed of roses for the dear dead day . Hush - a - bye , my little one , the dear day dozes , Doffed his crown of kingship and his fair flag furled , While the earth and sky play Ring a ring o ...
Стр. 189
... round and round the sand , As far as eye could see . The rolling mist came down and hid the land : And never home came she . " O is it weed , or fish , or 189 Leigh Hunt.
... round and round the sand , As far as eye could see . The rolling mist came down and hid the land : And never home came she . " O is it weed , or fish , or 189 Leigh Hunt.
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