The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The butler had not gone to bed , So to.
... tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The butler had not gone to bed , So to.
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... Ireland and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
... Ireland and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
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... Last week I was whipp'd , -O , I knew I would get it , - For staying so naughtily out in the rain ; Just think , -as for me , I can never forget it , - Tears actually fell from my sweet sister Jane . Of all the things going , I don't ...
... Last week I was whipp'd , -O , I knew I would get it , - For staying so naughtily out in the rain ; Just think , -as for me , I can never forget it , - Tears actually fell from my sweet sister Jane . Of all the things going , I don't ...
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... Last night it went , and well I know " Twill never come again . It flew away through Raven Wood , And o'er the rocky glen ; And never will it come , O no , " Twill never come again ! 24 THE LINNET . To - day I thought it THE WREN . 23 ...
... Last night it went , and well I know " Twill never come again . It flew away through Raven Wood , And o'er the rocky glen ; And never will it come , O no , " Twill never come again ! 24 THE LINNET . To - day I thought it THE WREN . 23 ...
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... last sighs , Or kiss'd his cold forehead , or clos'd his sweet eyes , Or fix'd on his green grave the sod- " O then would submission , by time pointed out , The poor mother's heart reconcile . But Oh ! when I look at our hearts '
... last sighs , Or kiss'd his cold forehead , or clos'd his sweet eyes , Or fix'd on his green grave the sod- " O then would submission , by time pointed out , The poor mother's heart reconcile . But Oh ! when I look at our hearts '
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The Juvenile Wreath, by the Author of 'The Flowers of the Forest', &C Margaret Graves Derenzy Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
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Abbey of Clomines babe baby beam beautiful boughs bourn BOWER chesnut so high cold cover'd dark dear little wren dear mamma drown'd Ellen extra boards eyes flew float flowers gay little glee green hark heart Houlston Julia larch leafy leave little Arthur little bee little bird little boat Little lady LITTLE MILL little pet liv'd look'd Lord Stratford LOVELY CHILD Lucy moon morning mother mountain NAIN Nanette never nice old crab OLD HAG old Peter papa perch'd poor Josephine pray pretty rosary Price 6d quick raven Robin Redbreast rock round shade shriek'd sigh sing a sweet song soon stop stream Summer sunbeams Susan swan sweet little sweet sister Jane tamborine tear tell tempest thee thou willow tree Thou wilt thrush thy little tol de rol Tommy's coo trip Twas Twill Twould wave Winter witness'd woodlands yonder
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Página 83 - Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow; and much people of the city was with her. "And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, 'Weep not.