The Book of Living Verse: Limited to the Chief PoetsLouis Untermeyer Emphasizes 57 poets instead of 167 poets as in the original edition. |
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... soon , " Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? " " I dined wi ' my true - love ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi ' hunting , and fain wald lie down . " 5 " What ...
... soon , " Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? " " I dined wi ' my true - love ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi ' hunting , and fain wald lie down . " 5 " What ...
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... SOON Shut not so soon ; the dull - eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light , Or to seal up the sun . No marigolds yet closed are ; No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle ...
... SOON Shut not so soon ; the dull - eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light , Or to seal up the sun . No marigolds yet closed are ; No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle ...
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... Soon , too soon- 30 Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee , beloved Night- Swift be thine approaching flight , Come soon , soon ! TO A SKYLARK Hail to thee , blithe Spirit ! Bird thou never ...
... Soon , too soon- 30 Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee , beloved Night- Swift be thine approaching flight , Come soon , soon ! TO A SKYLARK Hail to thee , blithe Spirit ! Bird thou never ...
Contents
OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
Copyright | |
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