The Children's Treasury of English SongMacmillan, 1877 - 302 páginas |
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... fair ! ' I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there ; ' The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play , ' When they are angry , roar like lions for their prey . ' Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky ...
... fair ! ' I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there ; ' The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play , ' When they are angry , roar like lions for their prey . ' Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky ...
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... . But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well - shod feet , The snorting beast began to trot , Which gall'd him in his seat . 64 as a soldier 74 equipp'd , dressed out So , ' Fair and softly ! ' John he 18 The Children's Treasury.
... . But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well - shod feet , The snorting beast began to trot , Which gall'd him in his seat . 64 as a soldier 74 equipp'd , dressed out So , ' Fair and softly ! ' John he 18 The Children's Treasury.
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Francis Turner Palgrave. So , ' Fair and softly ! ' John he cried , But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon , In spite of curb and rein . So stooping down , as needs he must Who cannot sit ... Fair and softly!' John he ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. So , ' Fair and softly ! ' John he cried , But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon , In spite of curb and rein . So stooping down , as needs he must Who cannot sit ... Fair and softly!' John he ...
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... fair , ' And yet that face forsake ? ' How could you win my virgin heart , ' Yet leave that heart to break ? ' Why did you say my lip was sweet , ' And made the scarlet pale ? ' And why did I , young witless maid ! ' Believe the ...
... fair , ' And yet that face forsake ? ' How could you win my virgin heart , ' Yet leave that heart to break ? ' Why did you say my lip was sweet , ' And made the scarlet pale ? ' And why did I , young witless maid ! ' Believe the ...
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... FAIR maid sat at her bower - door , Wringing her lily hands ; And by it came a sprightly youth Fast tripping o'er the strands . ' Where gang ye , young John , ' she says , ' Sae early in the day ? ' It gars me think , by your fast trip ...
... FAIR maid sat at her bower - door , Wringing her lily hands ; And by it came a sprightly youth Fast tripping o'er the strands . ' Where gang ye , young John , ' she says , ' Sae early in the day ? ' It gars me think , by your fast trip ...
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