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... wind that wanders , the weeds wind - shaken , These remain . 20 25 Not a flower to be pressed of the foot that falls not ; As the heart of a dead man the seed - plots are dry ; From the thicket of thorns whence the nightingale calls not ...
... wind that wanders , the weeds wind - shaken , These remain . 20 25 Not a flower to be pressed of the foot that falls not ; As the heart of a dead man the seed - plots are dry ; From the thicket of thorns whence the nightingale calls not ...
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... wind was chill . You know how it is with an April day When the sun is out and the wind is still , You're one month on in the middle of May . But if you so much as dare to speak , 10 15 20 A cloud comes over the sunlit arch , A wind ...
... wind was chill . You know how it is with an April day When the sun is out and the wind is still , You're one month on in the middle of May . But if you so much as dare to speak , 10 15 20 A cloud comes over the sunlit arch , A wind ...
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Limited to the Chief Poets Louis Untermeyer. At Ghent the wind rose . There was a smell of rain and a heavy drag Of wind in the hedges but not as the wind blows Over fresh water when the waves lag Foaming and the willows huddle and it ...
Limited to the Chief Poets Louis Untermeyer. At Ghent the wind rose . There was a smell of rain and a heavy drag Of wind in the hedges but not as the wind blows Over fresh water when the waves lag Foaming and the willows huddle and it ...
Contents
OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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